Some kind of weird omnivore’s litany

I have no idea what was going on in Reuben’s head at dinner this evening.

While I was eating (cottage pie, thanks for asking. And yes, it was delicious) I suddenly became aware that Reuben was chatting to himself.

He appeared to be asking questions.  And then Joshua started joining in too with the answers.

This is what he was saying, no word of a lie:

Reuben: Daddy eat flowers?

Reuben and Joshua: NO!

Reuben: Daddy eat Mummy’s head?

Reuben and Joshua: NO!

Reuben: Mummy eat own head?

Reuben and Joshua: NO!


It was like some kind of weird omnivore’s litany.

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Gareth Saunders

I’m Gareth J M Saunders, 52 years old, 6′ 4″, father of 3 boys (including twins). Enneagram type FOUR and introvert (INFP), I am a non-stipendiary priest in the Scottish Episcopal Church, I sing with the NYCGB alumni choir, play guitar, play mahjong, write, draw and laugh… Scrum master at Safeguard Global; latterly at Sky and Vision/Cegedim. Former web architect and agile project manager at the University of St Andrews and previously warden at Agnes Blackadder Hall.

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