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All our immediate family were at my grandfathers house which was a multi-floored ‘Louisiana Plantation Owner’ style type of deal.
Everyone was laughing and joking at my expense detailing my joke phone, and that I’d brought bags of golden sultanas as a gift to my grandfather. To escape this, I’d brought a collection of Philip K Dick short stories to read upstairs away from everyone else.
A sandwich delivery boy came to the house and rang the doorbell and I had to let him in. The sandwich was for my father and after he’d taken it my grandfather told me I had to eat the unwanted bag of golden sultanas.