Hugh’s picnic

Dot writes:
“Mum, we having a picnic! We got eggs and custard and jammy dodgers.”
“What else?’
“Vegetables.” [I won’t try to represent how he pronounces this.]
“What vegetables do we have?”
“Carrots.”
“Yummy, I love carrots! What other vegetables?”
Long pause. “Nanas?”
Oh dear.

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5 thoughts on “Hugh’s picnic

    1. kenanddot

      Jammy dodgers are a type of biscuit – two layers stuck together with jam. Hugh has never eaten one as far as I know, but he has a story-book that includes a detailed picture of plasticine biscuits and he always makes me describe all the biscuits, one of which is a jammy dodger.

      I suppose I should be grateful that he at least went for a fruit. It would have been really bad if he’d said “toast”.

  1. Helen Conrad-O'Briain

    I know of a child who was called Jammy Dodger for the best part of a week while his parents settled on a name.
    A picture book about a little boy called Jammy Dodger might be quite fun. He would, of course, always be sticky with jam. He would have a long-suffering older sister who is supposed to try to keep him neat for visitors/school/ party/ what-have-you. His sister would be named Deirdre. Ever since I was about eight and discovered there was a character called Deirdre of the Sorrows (I didn’t know what her sorrows were until a few years later) I have thought Deirdre sounds like the natural and perfect given name for a long-suffering female. He could have an uncle Harry who can keep him clean since he was once a ‘Jammy Dodger’ and knows all the pitfalls. What to call the dog I do not know.

  2. Katimum

    When I was a school girl, back in the Dark Ages when Dragons roamed the earth and schools still sold sweets to raise school funds, Jammy Dodgers were one of the biscuits sold. We still have them occasionally at work.

  3. Helen Conrad-O'Briain

    There, I knew it – I knew when I was little there were dragons somewhere – and England was clearly the likeliest place.

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