One of Dad's friends was telling me the other day about the 1st time he met him.
"He was at a party eating an onion as if it were an apple whilst having an appartently normal conversation with someone. Then he poured gin into his mouth from a teapot, said "excuse me a moment" and ate ALL of the flowers in a vase before returning to his conversation and his onion. Throughout the evening your dad proceeded to eat every flower in the house and I thought I just had to introduce myself.
I'm not making this up or exaggerating."
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