Gorgeous gourds

(1994 March)

Don sits next to me at breakfast. He doesn't hear very well, so at times I just tend to my cornflakes; but however it started I don't know, except here I was talking about using gourds as darning eggs in mending stockings. He looked at me goggle eyed and said, "We never had any of those gorge things in our garden. We grew stuff to eat."