Over Xmas dinner (to much hilarily)
My wife...while accepting great adulation for her monumentally huge Yorkshire Puddings, using a recipe/method advised my my SIL Will...who was sat at the table...
Wife..'well you've got it or you havnt'
Will...'err who's recipe was it ?'
Wife..'its not the recipe, its the cook'
Will...'but who's recipe ?'
And so it went on...
A short while later, my 2 year old grandaughter just opened her mouth and let what was in it drop onto her dress, she's had enough...
Will...'look at that, she doesnt like your Yorkshires
Wife..'it was your stupid recipe'...
And so it went on...