It was just after Christmas, 2004 and our friends Ken and Enid had come to lunch. Susan and Sarah had produced a very nice pie, with a filling of meat, cheese, egg and other things, too numerous to mention. They had made this pie on previous occasions and it had always proved very successful.
We sat down to enjoy our lunch and our visitors were most complimentary of the appearance of this offering, with its beautiful golden crust, complete with decorative markings and cut-out pastry ‘leaves’. It proved to be every bit as delicious as it looked, as was the rest of the meal and both Enid and Ken were full of praise for the cook! Eventually, when we had all eaten our fill, a small piece of pie remained on the plate.
I chose this moment to remark to Susan how nice was the top she was wearing, a very elegant black velvet number. Ken then stunned the rest of us with the observation “Yes, and very well filled, too.” This was totally out of character for Ken, who is a very quiet person who would not normally dream of making such an observation. Susan, whom, it must be said, is quite nicely proportioned, thought “Hello, old Ken is getting a bit saucy!” Enid gazed at him in astonishment and said “Kenny!”
It transpired that Ken had not heard my compliment to Susan and was talking about the pie, which had no gap between the top of the filling and the pastry. He was quite unfazed by his unwitting complimentary remark about Susan’s feminine attributes and we all had a good laugh. I said to Susan later that it would have to go in my “Seen and Heard” section.