“I’m back, dear.”
“Did you get everything on the list?”
“I did. Sure there were only five items. It wasn’t that challenging.”
“And you got everything?”
“Amn’t I just after telling you?”
“Well put them up on the table, so.”
“There y’are, eggs, butter, milk, bread…”
“What’s this?”
“I ah…”
“I said onions. One pound of onions.”
“Yer writing’s terrible, I thought, it said bunions.”
“Bunions is it? Ya feckin’ eejit. How can I make onion soup with bunions?”
“They were half price.”
“I don’t care if they were feckin’ free. Do you not know the difference between onions and bunions?”
“I do yeah. The one grows in the ground, the other grows on the foot.”
“God bless us, are ya mental?”
“I am not! Sure I was lucky; this was the last they had in stock. Yer wan even threw in the foot for ya, said it would add to the flavour.”
“Give me strength, do ya not realize how much extra work the foot is. Ya have to boil it up and strain off the toe jam and the nails before you can even get started. And then you have to take the grater to the bunions. ‘Tis hours of work, so it is. If you think I’m doing that you’ve another think coming.”
“Sure the bunion soup would be just as tasty as the other thing only meatier. Why won’t you take the bother and make it?”
“I’m a vegetarian ya daft git, a vegetarian.”
“So, no bunion soup, then?”
“That’s right, no bunion soup. Now go on back to the shop and get me them onions. Half price bunions. Did you ever hear the like?”
* after some consideration the author has decided not to illustrate this post.
Bunion Soup – Clo Carey January 2019
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Teetering on the Edge 