Toast

we’d not many luxuries in life the one I remember most was sitting by the fire turning bread into toast not the homogenised standardised loaf of today but Granny Barker’s bread made the old fashioned way each slice slathered with butter which I may have seen turned bobbing and thickening as Mrs Bulson churned nice salty country butter running from the heat and to top it off my very special treat gobs of brown sauce to make the taste divine not to everybody’s fancy but very much to mine lots of love but no money lots of warm sensible care hordes of toast and brown sauce a mam and dad always there the wife says I’m just a peasant and I must say that I agree] as I eat my special treat somewhere where she can’t see