Monday
A gentleman learns not to interfere in the management of his own household; in particular, if I try to tell Cook how to run my kitchens I risk not being allowed to lick out her wooden spoon and mixing bowl.
Yet I shall have to pluck up my courage and mention to her the good value that J. Sainsbury offers these days. A couple of weeks ago Clegg was telling me that he and his wife are shopping at that company's supermarkets rather than having them delivered by those clever little Ocado vans: now he is talking about educating his sons privately.
Why, he must have saved a fortune!
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