Simple Pleasures

My simple pleasure hails from 'sixty eight a time before what's known as 'Nanny state'. My father gave me some, but with caution since children should not have a whole portion. The family would fight to gain control each week over the contents of the bowl there was a pecking order to be had, the bottom layer going to my Dad. Jealous when my oldest bro left home, since he could have a whole bowl of his own. Although the odds were better now, to me since then it would be shared between just three. Jump forwards forty-eight years, now just me bowl to myself although I now can see though Doctor's frown on it , and it's my fault, I do love beef dripping, on toast, with salt. For contest 'Simple pleasures', Kim Merryman 19th Jan 2016