gentlegreen
I hummus, therefore I am ...
It's been quite a revelation over the past couple of years to learn what probably goes on inside the head of my estranged father - a lifetime Torygraph reader and party member who did the cryptic crossword every day and would pontificate from behind it.
I'd always reasoned that at least it wasn't the Fail ...
My poor mother never stopped talking about her experiences on the Bordeaux schools exchange whereas a Jersey honeymoon was the nearest she ever got to France after that because everything to my father was "foreign muck" (I never saw an uncooked onion until I left home)
Ironically, he helped me acquire a love of Ravel and Debussy, whereas he almost certainly looked down on any music that wasn't "British"...
I'd always reasoned that at least it wasn't the Fail ...
My poor mother never stopped talking about her experiences on the Bordeaux schools exchange whereas a Jersey honeymoon was the nearest she ever got to France after that because everything to my father was "foreign muck" (I never saw an uncooked onion until I left home)
Ironically, he helped me acquire a love of Ravel and Debussy, whereas he almost certainly looked down on any music that wasn't "British"...