Last month the lady I work for made a turkey for family supper on the weekend and told me about it.
And that is all it took. The ripple effect was powerful.
First me, than my neighbors, probably half of the staff at the hospital my husband works in. Definitely the bus driver I chatted up on the way home one day soon after we ate the meal.
And now you: my faithful and growing list of readers.
Many of you will start to find yourself craving a full-blown turkey dinner. The whole bit. The stuffing, the mash, the squash, and the pan gravy. Don’t forget the cranberry sauce. Or the peas.
So, I ask you, is September too early for Tom? Or is it just dress rehearsal?