Cutlery

by Charles Miller on April 13, 2003

I brought the fish and chips home, and sat on the floor eating them with my fingers. The fish was quite greasy, so for a while I wished that I had a knife and fork instead.

Then I realised, “You know what? I own a knife and fork. In fact, I own several!”

It'd just been so long since I'd used them that I'd forgotten...

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