Auntie’s one hundredth birthday celebratory dinner
took an unexpected turn when, during the starter, she was struck on the
back of the head and killed by a small Meteorite.
One
second she was busily slurping soup and in the next she was face down
in the bowl and all the guests were covered in tomato and basil. Sadly
the Meteorite had not been slowed sufficiently by its passage through
the roof and kitchen ceiling en route to the back of Auntie’s head.
It
took us a full minute to overcome our initial shock at witnessing
Auntie’s dramatic exit from life, and the main course was delayed by
nearly an hour.
Obviously we’ve kept the
Meteorite as a souvenir and it is now proudly displayed on the mantle
next to her original teeth. She’d have liked that.
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