Then I made some toast, and when everything was ready I got my old tin plate and tin mug, chucked them in the sink and took out a setting from one of her finest crockery services. I went into the dining room where she sat at the table, laid everything out, got a clean serviette, put that on my bread and butter plate, then went into the kitchen to get my breakfast out of the oven. Just as I was about to sit down, I had a feeling that there was something missing. “Oh, yes, that’s it!” So I went to the boys’ room and got the wireless out. “I’ll have some music. The place is a bit quiet and needs livening up.” I turned the music up loud, and then sat down to the most nourishing meal of my life - all the time thinking, if she could see me now she’d probably have a heart attack. I felt quite contented just sitting there enjoying my breakfast. “Well, why not?” I thought. “I work hard and it’s about time I took it easy for a while.”
