Then we discussed the food question. George said:
"Begin with breakfast." (George is so practical.) "Now for breakfast we need a frying pan, a teapot, a kettle and a stove."
For other breakfast things, George suggested eggs and bacon, which were easy to cook, cold meat, tea, bread, butter and jam - but no cheese. Cheese fills up the whole boat with its smell. It gets everywhere. You don't know if you are eating apple pie, or German sausage, or strawberries and cream. It all seems cheese. There is too much odour about cheese.
I remember a friend of mine buying a couple of cheeses at Liverpool. They were splendid cheeses with extremely powerful odour that you could smell from three miles away and that could knock a man down at two hundred yards. I was in Liverpool at the time, and my friend asked me if I could take the cheeses back to London for him. He had to stay in Liverpool for more than two days and the cheeses would have gone bad.
"Oh, with pleasure, dear boy," I replied, "with pleasure."
