Her cleaning soap, undergarments, silk stockings, strands of hair lay in all places for-the-world-to-see. Her fragrance, cooking-skills and incense fills my head. She is making ready a roast, mapping it out with delightfully-nutritious-perfection-in-the-kitchen. We are going to all sit right down to eat. With-the-family-life we’ve-been-storing-it-up. We’re all ravenous with starvation....
