A little praise goes an awfully long way.
The other day LittleDavyTwo said “Dad, I think you’ve really mastered the art of the bacon buttie.”
Which is true: fresh ciabatta with a smear of butter and mayonnaise, loin bacon not too fatty or lean, seared hot.
Don’t do the lettuce or tomato thing, which is simply pandering to the 5-A-Day crowd and detracts from the essential baconness of the experience. If you want healthy, what the hell are you doing making a bacon buttie anyway?
Anyway, that freely given compliment earned her a hug, and gave me a warm glow of pride and satisfaction for the rest of the afternoon.
Until I remembered that one of her favourite movies is Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.
I now realise that I’ve been played like a Stradivarius, and as a consequence I will have a life of making bacon butties on demand.