My Council Home Help girl gave me a book today. She’s supposed to be dusting and running the vac over the rug, but she gave me a discourse on the benefits of spinach and a cookbook with over 300 recipes of the vile stuff.
The author, who probably wears hairshirts as well, calls her book I Love Spinach!
Can you imagine? Spinach! Typical of my Council Home Help girl, sticking her nose in people’s private gastric affairs. (I strongly suspect she is an ageing hippie, always in the garden with those funny herbs and things).
“There’s an old French Proverb” she said, “Spinach is the broom of the stomach.”
That’s one way of putting it, but I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it