20160511:Sticky fingers 粘糊的手指
After breakfast, I sent the children to school and then I went to the shops. It was still
early when I returned home. The children were at school, my husband was at work and the
house was quiet. So I decided to make some meat pies. In a short time I was busy mixing
butter and flour and my hands were soon covered with sticky pastry. At exactly that
moment,the telephone rang. Nothing could have been more annoying. I picked up the
receiver between two sticky fingers and was dismayed when I recognized the voice of
Helen Bates. It took me ten minutes to persuade her to ring back later. At last Ihung up the
receiver.What a mess! There was past, ry on my fingers, on the telephone, and on the
door knobs.I had no sooner got back to the kitchen than the doorbell rang loud enough to
wake the dead. This time it was the postman and he wanted me to sign for a registered
letter!