My father belonged to a commune, and the food was ghastly. My idea of food hell is the salad cream they'd pour all over bits of lettuce, cucumber and tomato. It was just disgusting.
I once asked my father what he wanted me to be. To my horror, he said, 'sociologist.'
I'm glad to say my father never felt ashamed of me, but my mother probably did.
Follow AzQuotes on Facebook, Twitter and Google+. Every day we present the best quotes! Improve yourself, find your inspiration, share with friends
or simply: