Frangelita wanted marmite (???)
Mine not to reason why.....*
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......Ohhh! Marmite!
With or without Nutmeg?
*When middle daughter was very small and it was her turn to visit Great Grandma, she once asked for Marmite on her toast. Naturally, Grandma had Marmite in her store cupboard and proudly produced a very small jar.
Middle daughter looked at it in astonishment and asked "Grandma, are you and Grandad very poor?"
Labels: marmite, nutmeg, poor grandparents, when we were little
4 comments:
surely one jar at a time would suffice?
Marmite is very sweet. Nutmeg looks a trifle bewildered.
I'm a Marmite lover! (and I'm assuming that one of the dogs is called Marmite. . .)
The tiny jar is for camping Fran and I've no idea why we have the middle sized one...surely no household should be without the GIANT size.
Marmite was very sweet. Nutmeg was feeling his age a bit.
It was a bit as if a gigantic, exuberant teenager had waltzed into the household and needed constantly keeping in line. Prerogatives had to be defended and displays of youthful enthusiasm had to be matched if the old dog wasn't to feel a bit past it!
Are you back I or are you blogging from Cornwall? Brilliant either way :)
Yes, Marmite is a dog. And a very nice natured one too, if a bit BOUNCY. Like Tigger only much brighter:)
Ack.
Himself has a jar of that.....stuff (LOL) in the cupboard.
Apparently it never ages--I'm SURE it's passed its expiration date.
Cute puppies.
*sigh*
Oh how lucky to have puppies...we have a snake--I'm sure that counts as a pet.
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