SCENE: 21h00, 31 OCTOBER, COOKSISTER’S HOUSE
Hubby: [shuts door] Phew, we must have fed sweets to half the kids in London! I mean skeletons, vampires, mummies, witches – you name it, it’s knocked on our door!
Cooksister: You can say that again – talk about being on a sugar high!! Some of them won’t be sleeping for weeks!
Hubby: Well, all this generosity is hungry work. What’s for dinner?
Cooksister: Oh, it’s too late to make a proper dinner – why don’t I just rustle us up some eggs on toast?
Hubby: OK – I’ll jump in the shower and be down in a minute.
Cooksister: [goes to kitchen, toasts some Burgen soya and linseed bread, whips up some scrambled eggs with double cream and chopped chives. Humming to herself.] Perfect – what fab looking sandwiches. Wait a minute – did that piece of bread just move? What the… aaaaiiiiiieeeeeee!!……
Hubby: [coming downstairs] Honey, did you say something? Hang on, where are you? And why did you pour ketchup on my sandwich – you know I don’t like it. Umm, where are you?? Yikes! The sandwich just latched onto my arm! What the hell did you put in it? Nooooo, let gooooooo……
[Silence descends on Cooksister’s house.]
Thanks to the ever-fabulous Moira for hosting this month’s edition of EoMEoTE and for choosing such a fun theme! Make sure to pop over to Moira’s during the course of the week to check out the round-up!