Oh we're not in the least bit posh, we also have a Pyrex jug for gravy that we allow the kitchen staff to use.
Pyrex jug that's a bit posh ...we just pour it out of the pan ,and leave it on the table to dip bread in it ....we read at the table ....we have both brown and red sauce on the table . Oh i forgot we use toilet paper to wipe our mouth's .
Table? We eat all our food off the floor and pour gravy over heads while singing 'God save the Queen'! The dog licks our mouths.
We could only look at newspaper pictures of gravy and take turns in licking them....little brother Johnny used to describe to those of us with pustules and sores what it tasted like....but only if father had finally stopped beating us senseless on return from the pub...
Reminds me of my part time job at the old people's home. I was resident boil sucker and worked a 25 hour day. I got up half hour before I went to bed.....
OOOOOOOOOOOh how the other half live ....well i was brought up in a very full septic tank full of very yellow diarrhoea when i was a lad ...and ate bark and peat soup .
The real common sauce bottle Snotty ...the plastic one in the shape of a tomato .....and it is always dry and encrusted on the top .
Gutter ?? Bloody luxury - 15 of us lived in an open privy for 27 years , still in use i might add ...
Brought up?.....Brought UP? We had any lofty aspirations such as 'up' beaten out of us with barbed wire.... We'd dream of dysentery as that implied we'd had a morsel to eat.
