Munch!

My opposite neighbour had been extremely poorly. His progress Is remarkable, but, having had chewing problems, he was on liquidised meals. Not inviting in any way.

The details of our eating restrictions are on a notice, blu-tacked above our beds. So the housekeeping staff know. Yesterday he got the all clear and was looking forward to munching breakfast... cereal, toast... a good old chew. But the notice recording his new ‘anything goes’ status fell down. Our housekeeper, remembering his earlier restrictions, dished up the usual gloop. I swear I saw a tear in his eye as she moved on.