A tarti-what?
“A tarti-what ?” my husband scoffed,
as he poked said item suspiciously.
“It’s new” I said “I got it from Booths,
Made by someone called Higgidy”.
“It’s potato and bacon” I offered,
“Oh, and cheese,
Wrapped up with some sauce in pastry
with thyme, if you please”.
“Sounds scrummy” he said, forgetting himself
and tucked in, in the blink of an eye,
“Grand” he exclaimed when he came up for air,
“That’s what I call a right proper posh pie”.
