Abby nodded, having heard a lot of old sayings like that from her uncle. “Anyway, who’s hungry? Uncle Toby always has some fresh grown food around.” she offered going over to the area where they kept their supply of food. ”Sorry to say we don't have any batter buns or Dun’s. But it looks like we got some apples left.”
Toby chuckled, ”One of the benefits of being a voice on the council.”