“We will have the soup of the day and two of your largest t bone steaks with all the trimmings.’
“How would you like your steak Dylan?’
“Preferably cooked he laughed.’
“Do you like it rare, medium, or well done?’
“Oh,’ well done for me.’
“I will have a bottle of your Chianti and a pint of Bombardier for my father here.’
“Dylan sat back with a smile on his face.’
Do you eat out a lot son?’
“It depends, sometimes when Tracey and I have had a hard day at the office we like to just come out for a meal and a glass or two of wine to help us relax.’
“We are sometimes very tired and I knock us up a bacon sandwich.’
“Like the one you made today?’
“You’ll spoil her you know.’
“But I love her dad, and I like to spoil her.’
I can see that.’ The soup arrived with a brown roll and some butter so Dylan followed Gordon’s lead cutting into the roll and spreading some butter on it then picking up the soup spoon.’
The bowl was small compared to the one he was used to; he hoped that the steak would be bigger.’
“The cream of vegetable soup was nice he thought as he used the remainder of his brown roll to mop up the remnants of the bowl.
His pint of beer arrived and he took a drink from it. “That’s a nice drop of ale Gordon.’
“Yes the wine isn’t bad here either.’
The steak was brought out along with separate dishes of vegetables.
They helped themselves; Dylan cut into his steak chewed then swallowed.
“Is your steak alright for you dad?’
“Yes son, it is super.’
“He made short work of his meal then pushed away his plate and supped on his pint.’
“By that were good I tell you.’
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.’
“I will pay for this said Dylan as he took a five pound note from his wallet.’
“No dad please you helped me in the garden today it’s the least that I can do?’
Gordon knew that the meal would come to more than five pounds and he didn’t want to embarrass his father in law.’
Gordon has finished his meal when everyone arrived.’
“Your timing is impeccable as usual my love said Gordon as he kissed his wife.’
“Where’s Dai and Ian?’
They’ve gone done to Whitley bay with the others Da’ they are young you know and want a bit of fun.
“Well we are going back tomorrow so I do hope he’s in a fit state to travel.’ “You know Ian Garrick.’
“He’ll be fine Da stop worrying will you?’ Dai and Ian can look after themselves.’
“It’s not them I’m worried about it’s the poor buggers who might be on the receiving end.
Gordon ordered drinks for everyone then asked Jim if he’d enjoyed taking the lads around the town.