SHE’S BACK!
My Dearest foodlovers. I write today from a prison cell in Nice, awaiting sentence for truffle smuggling. One had tried to explain to the arresting Gendarme that what one had found down one’s drawers might resemble a Perigord black truffle but was, alas, a rather invasive little growth that had become detached from one’s person. Anyway, after several “meetings” in the prison laundrette Le Prison Gouveneur has very kindly allowed me to answer some of your Christmas queries.
Dear Fanny.
It’s that time of year again when as a family we have to endure a whole day with my wife’s 96 year old Mother. She does nothing but moan. I don’t why we bother sometimes. Goodwill to all blah..de..blah but quite frankly I’m sick of her. How can I avoid her all day without making it too obvious that I can’t stand her.
Dave from Dundee
Dear Dave,
An age old dilemma. Let’s face it the chances of her being there for many more are diminishing by the day. So I suggest you bite your lip and give the old dear a Christmas she’ll never forget.
Give her a glass of sherry, stick a hat on her head and sit her in the corner.
Poor Fanny………
She’s a survivor Andra – no prison built has ever held her!
What a predicament she found herself in!
Thanks Tom – but she is a survivor!
With a giant plume in it. Who edited this thing? I know it said “a hat with a large, purple ostrich plume on it”.
Of course it did Red!
Who knew truffle smuggling could put a person in such compromising positions. I hope you’ll be out before Christmas, Fanny. Your circumstances don’t sound particularly safe.
Don’t worry Debra – the sprout recipe will allay your fears!
Who knows? Fanny’s liaison with Le Prison Gouveneur might end up with her owning a nice little restaurant in Marseilles.
Stranger things have happened……
Ha! Fanny, that is an uncharacteristically mild response from you: and what wise words. Maybe this year will be the year Dave from Dundee has been waiting for.
I’m agog with anticipation Kate!
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Fanny surely is a generous one.