Laughing gas attacks

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A lot of you wanted to know more about my job as a … ahem … cook on a dive boat off the Queensland coast, Australia. I will tell you all, I promise – but not today.

You see, when I happened to mention it to my family, they exploded with laughter. Yes – each and every one of them.

“YOU! A cook!”

“I can’t believe it! Were they really desperate, mama?”

They rolled around on the floor, laughing their heads off. Then, full of laughing gas, they floated up to the ceiling just as they do in Mary Poppins and they still haven’t come down! Even the dog rolled on his back in merriment.

Sir Pe didn’t help by asking, “So, was this a ship full of prisoners? And were you the head of the Cruel and Unusual Punishments division?”

With family like this – who needs enemies?

The actual job advertisement asked for a Jill of all trades – someone to look after the paying guests and change their bedsheets. There was no mention at all of cooking, slaving over a hot stove or even of having the slightest knowledge of what a kitchen is.

So, how on earth did the poor passengers I survive? Read how I was nearly stranded in the middle of nowhere – and tricked by the captain…

Another exciting installment to come later on…


22 thoughts on “Laughing gas attacks

  1. You are probably pulling our leg about being a bad cook- you just don’t want us all to be jealous of your amazing abilities…I write about baking bread and you probably roll out 16 loaves a week all wonderful…hahahaha….that or you’re telling the truth about your cooking and in that case I’m dying to know how long you worked as a “cook” and did you kill anyone with food poisoning?????

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  2. Can’t wait and thanks for the chocolate! (You didn’t make it yourself did you?!! 0_0 ) And as an afterthought…..you will never wonder if they only love you for your cooking. Obviously, you got it goin’ ON girl….they love you for YOU! But then, who doesn’t? ๐Ÿ™‚

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  3. Thanks for stopping by my blog. What a disturbing picture. Jesters are disturbing in general. When your family all finally returns to the floor, perhaps you should all eat out.

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  4. Now surely they must be exaggerating! But my 4-year-old told me the other day “I like it better when we eat out because it tastes better.” So perhaps we have the same family! Looking forward to more of the story!

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  5. Your post makes me curious! I’m glad you stopped by my blog and left me a comment. I’ll visit again to hear about the cooking experiences. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  6. I can’t wait to hear this story. And don’t feel bad…my family reacts the same way about me cooking. One of these days I’ll exact my revenge and actually MAKE THEM EAT IT!

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