... about the cheese on toast?

[albertatrilogy]

I'll in bed. Problem compounded by tiredness and husband having woken me twice last night by loud weird choking coughs, after which I couldn't get back to sleep. (He's not I'll. Not sure what coughing was about.) I was working yesterday and will be working the next five days. He's retired. So because I'm so shattered I retreated to bed this morning and said l didn't feel up to coming down for lunch. When he offered to bring me something, I asked for a toasted cheese sandwich. ( We have a machine for doing toasties.) After ten minutes he game back with a plate that had two very greasy slices of cheese on toast on it. No knife and fork or paper napkin, so not really possible to eat in bed. So do I leave the bastard?

Bet you eat pizza with cutlery too, absolute madness.

He's a proper CF your old boy... orf with his head!

Perhaps next time he should suppress coughs and let all the garbage build up at the back of his throat until there is sufficient to trickle down his bronchi, bronchioles and disseminate through his alveoli thereby causing double pneumonia? Then he'll be laid up in hosp and you can make your own cheese on toast just the way you like it.

I totally sympathise and agree with you! I am in the same situation, I work, he is retired. My hubby is out tonight and I have to go downstairs tp get my own prosecco refill!!

I've got an ice bucket for use in such dire emergencies

Whew, who would you like to play you in the film, OP?

I'm with you on using a knife and fork for cheese on toast, I also use it for pizza!

He really couldn't be arsed using the toasted sandwich machine? Sack him!

If I can eat something without using a knife and fork (and I'm not in public) I won't use it. I think my cavewoman side is dominant