My dad has come to stay for a couple of weeks. It's great entertainment. First day in he asks me where the sultanas are.
"In the cupboard where they always are" I reply. He's been many times and knows his way round the kitchen.
"There's a jar and a new bag" I add
"No there isn't "
I produce said bag and decant into a new jar, show him the jar and where it is located.
"Well I didn't eat that this morning"
Well you have to ask don't you.
" What did you eat"
Dried pasta apparently.