Thursday, February 28, 2019
I'm a weirdo, always have been and here's a story I wrote that proves it.
A fear of Hard Boiled Eggs.
I can’t stand hard boiled eggs, they give me the shivers and shudders
and the smell of them makes me want to dry retch, egg sandwiches… oh no, can’t
go there.
I’ve lived with this fear all my life and never thought too much about
it but the other night I was watching the Graham Norton Show with Richard E Grant as
a guest, then when Graham asked him about his fear I was so relieved and happy
to hear it was the same as mine… Richard E Grant has a Fear of Hard Boiled
Eggs! I’ve just done a Google search
and we aren’t the only ones. Kate Humble
is out there about it as are others.
I enjoy eggs, I like mine nice and soft, I can eat the white of a Hard
Boiled Egg but never the yolk.
Then I remembered a moment from when I was a young teen, I was staying
at Wollogorang, at the home of my Great Aunt Cranky and Great Uncle John. I was down to Breakfast first and from the
Buffet I chose what I thought was a ‘Dippy’ egg, but no it was not… I hurriedly
took that hard yolk out of the white and put it into the little coal fire stove
behind me, then ate the white, not long after this Uncle John came into the Dining
Room, said a gruff ‘morning’ and before choosing his breakfast went straight to
the stove opening it to check if there was enough coal… he stopped, he
looked harder then he looked at me, looked at that yolk again then at me… I
just grinned a little, John just Aaahhhhed…
How embarrassing but nothing was ever said.
Labels: Pennie, Story, Wollogorang
# posted by Pennie @ February 28, 2019 
