I have just eaten two pieces of toast, and - HORROR OF HORRORS - left my crusts. All through my life I have strived to do the 'right thing' and that begins with the simple stuff like eating crusts. My lovely Auntie Mimi (Mum's twin sister, and the closest thing to a second Mum that I have) ate a sandwich a few year ago and left her crusts. My Mum questioned her over this terrible act, and her reply was that at 67 she could leave her crusts if she bloody well wanted to!!! I am with her totally on this one, and from now on shall be leaving my crusts. I did feel a bit naughty, slightly decadent, and a wee bit giggly at the thought of breaking this unwritten rule of life, but hey - worse things happen at sea...don't they?
Does anyone have any other suggestions of naughty things I could do ? (I've already tried sticking out my tongue at a policeman and this resulted in an ASBO!!)