So. I have a sore throat. I am feeling a bit sooky. It was in this frame of mind that I headed downstairs to breakfast this morning. Cam poured me a cup of tea, I flicked through the paper… chatted about how mortgage defaults have risen by more than 10% in the last 3 months… and then, getting hungry now, I checked out what they were eating, thinking it smelled really nice. Here is what I noted ::
Cam :: 3 crumpets with honey
Max :: 3 crumpets with peanut butter
Total number of crumpets in a packet : 6 crumpets
Amount of crumpets left over after Cam and Max make their breakfast : 0 crumpets
Amount of crumpets I had for breakfast : 0 crumpets
Humph.
Hmm. I never eat the last of anything. I always make sure I portion it out so that there is a bit left for someone else. Do you do that? But how is it that there is rarely any left for ME?! How does that happen? Does that happen to you?! Is it better to just scoff the lot while you can.. or is it nicer to be polite and miss out a lot of the time? Hm. These are important questions, right?
Is this just me? Or is this ringing true for you? Are there things that you seem to miss out on at your house? Does someone else scoff all the cold roast potatoes before you can? Is the ice-cream tub always empty (yet still in the FREEZER!)? Does someone else eat all your cake?! No?! Are you bunking down with greedy people who gobble up all the good stuff and leave you with wilted celery and half a carton of sour milk? Are you?
I should not sulk. There is a happy ending. Cam reckons he will buy TWO packets of crumpets at the milkbar tomorrow. As my Mum would say.. ‘Whacko!’
xx Pip
PS :: (I guess I could make my own… from scratch… but I am feeling too poorly for that kind of caper. Do you make crumpets from scratch? What is your favourite recipe, if you do?)
That happens in my house all the time They are men what can you do…
I know this is sexist but… I think this is a male thing. I go to get what I think is the first biscuit from a pack and they're all gone – scoffed them all! I still think it's best to remember to leave some for others and to share though, don't go changing Pip! I think women get more pleasure out of seeing everyone provided for, I really do.
my husband does the same… but then there were only 3 of us in my family and he came from a family of 6 plus foster kids so it was everyone for themselves in his house, too many people to worry about sharing things around. Even knowing that it drives me crazy when things magically disappear before i get a chance to eat them.
Crumpets, like pikelets, are tricky to make apparently – I mean, how do they get those holes in them – it's like bakey crochet or something.
At my house I miss out on the Percy Pig sweets. Where do they GO? Oink.
My husband is not too bad but my 32 year old son is a shocker..
oh dear, Id be so mad if someone ate all the crumpets in my house!I love crumpets so much, I even named my hamster Crumpet :o)