A True-ish Story

20 Mar

A Cup of Flour

They say truth is stranger than fiction; sometimes, it’s on par.

I laughed when I saw this cartoon, for something similar once happened to my mother.

Forty years ago, we had just moved to Runcorn and Mum had met our new next door neighbours but no one else.  She answered the door one morning and there stood a strange woman, holding a plate containing an egg and two bacon rashers.

Stranger: Can you please help me?  I’m a bit short for my breakfast; have you got a sausage to lend me?

[Bemused] Mum: Um, erm, sure, yes, hold on a sec.

Later that day, Mum saw our next door neighbour and told her all about the strange Image result for full english breakfastbreakfast-begging woman.

[Laughing] Neighbour: Oh, that was Irene*.  Don’t worry about it: she came to me for the beans!

Irene and her family eventually moved to a better part of town, into a large, posh house.  I wonder how many neighbours’ sausages helped to pay for it?Overnight Blueberry French Toast Recipe : so easy to make the night before and pop in the oven the next morning. A delicious breakfast casserole recipe with the surprise of blueberries and cream cheese and a lovely blueberry sauce topping. Perfect brunch recipe for a special occasion.

*Names changed to preserve privacy: ‘Irene’ is still alive; no doubt living on the neighbours’ Overnight Blueberry French Toast (breakfast has changed a lot in forty years).

8 Responses to “A True-ish Story”

  1. Al March 20, 2017 at 13:57 #

    Blueberry French Toast? Wow! Never heard of it, but now I desperately want it. Don’t think I can live without it. Do you think it might be even better with some Maltesers?

    Liked by 1 person

    • judyt54 March 25, 2017 at 01:11 #

      oh i was just thinking the same thing. I can manage the french toast, but the blueberries will have to wait until summer…


    • The Laughing Housewife March 28, 2017 at 15:26 #

      My teeth hurt just thinking about it.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Confuzzled Bev March 20, 2017 at 16:39 #

    I don’t know what overnight blueberry French toast is but it looks amazing!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. slpmartin March 20, 2017 at 17:07 #

    My…that is certainly one way of saving money in your budget. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Tom Merriman March 20, 2017 at 22:48 #

    That Overnight Blueberry French Toast looks delicious. I don’t suppose you have one going spare, do you Tilly?

    Liked by 1 person

  5. The Laughing Housewife March 28, 2017 at 15:27 #

    I talk about cadging neighbours and you all fixate on blueberry toast?

    I have the BEST readers in the blogosphere 🙂


  6. kiwidutch May 22, 2017 at 21:15 #

    I wouldn’t mind so much as long as “Irene” didn’t turn up every morning looking for something for her breakfast plate!
    We had someone who arrived once for a visit just as we were sitting down to dinner. Needless to say we pulled up and extra chair, set and extra place and shared… No problem at all. we didn’t think anything of it.
    All of a sudden this same person was turning up three times a week right on dinner time (or very shortly before) and then making no move to leave when it was clear that we wanted to eat. After more than a month of these many dinner visits we had to have a quiet word about how we loved the visits… but not at dinner time please unless by invitation,
    They live alone and it seems that dinner with a family was such a nice experience that they “kind of got used to it”.
    We felt bad and wanted to include them but they used to also stay late into the evening: difficult when you are trying to sort kid homework, have some family time etc.
    Two neighbourhood kids started the same trick a few summers ago during the holidays too, that was four times a week for several weeks… our kids loved it… so did they, but both of them ate more than Himself and I combined and would have thirds if given half the chance! Luckily our fridge was full, but when we saw their mother she blushed and asked if she owed us grocery money! (we said No).
    We made sire to invite both parties regularly, but make it clear that whilst we loved having people over, it didn’t mean we were the local open house restaurant 🙂


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