Let’s pour a cup of tea and swap apron stories for a bit, shall we?
I’ll cut a slice of homemade bread and get out the raspberry freezer jam.
And then, if dinner-time’s a-comin’, I’ll tie on an apron and you can keep me company while I cook.
“Even a red-haired girl, she thought, might risk a pink apron (well flounced with yellow) when she was all alone in her kitchen baking bread.”
–Gentlemen from England by Maud & Delos Lovelace, page 138