No need to look so worried Roland, we LOVED your rissoles. Left over turkey never tasted so good. It also gave Ginger the opportunity to crack her, “I’ll be round like a rissole” joke.
Grace and I tucked into the rissoles with delicious caper & anchovy sauce whilst discussing our favourite subject – relationships. Heady from a night rolling around with Charlie Chaplin there was much to debate. We decided that we don’t really know what we DO want from a man but we certainly know what we DON’T want.
Looks like we are both headed into the New Year with a clean slate. Or fairly clean slate – just a few penciled in possibilities, Charlie C for Grace and the artist, the cabbie and the social worker for me…
