Jack Vettriano Painting

Jack Vettriano Painting
"Burn yourself?"
"Just a bit. It doesn't matter. What a dangerous game cooking is!"
"I suppose you never do your own cooking?"
"As a matter of fact I do – quite often. But not this sort of thing. I can boil an egg – if I don't forget to look at the clock. And I can do eggs and bacon. And I can put a steak under the grill or open a tin of soup. I've got one of those little electric whatnots in my flat."
"You live in London?"
"If you call it living – yes."
Jack Vettriano Painting
His tone was despondent. He watched Lucy shoot in the dish with the Yorkshire pudding mixture.
"This is awfully jolly," he said and sighed.
Her immediate preoccupations over, Lucy looked at him with more attention.
"What is - this kitchen?"
"Yes. Reminds me of our kitchen at home – when I was a boy.
Jack Vettriano Painting