'Aunty Deb, what was your favourite 'fast food' when you were growing up?'
'I don't remember fast food when I was growing up,' I informed her. ''All the food was slow - no MacDonalds.''
'You're joking, c'mon, seriously.. Where did you eat then?' She asked perplexed
' Same place every day" I replied "It was a place called 'home',''
''Mum cooked every day and when Dad got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate, I was allowed to sit there until I did like it.'
I also explained that "When I eventually did like my dinner and cleared my plate, I then had to ask my Dad's permission to leave the table"
Just one generation apart but it could have been a thousand, she looked at me as if I had just spoken to her in Japanese.
So close and yet so far.
Halcyon days, when did it all change so much? xxx
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