Dick In The Butty Link

Barnaby sighed. He knew Dick wouldn't leave until he had secured a portion of the prize. With the resigned air of a man paying a tax he didn't owe, Barnaby pulled the sandwich apart. He tore a generous corner off the left side and handed it over.

"There," Barnaby said. "A piece of the butty for Dick. Now, will you let a man eat in peace?" dick in the butty

As he prepared to take his first bite, a shadow fell over his bench. It was Richard, known to everyone in the village as "Dick." Dick was a retired sea captain with a beard like a briar patch and a personality that was equally prickly. He was also notoriously hungry. Barnaby sighed

Barnaby gripped his sandwich tighter. "It’s my lunch, Dick. Go get your own from the bakery." He tore a generous corner off the left

A butty, for the uninitiated, was not just a sandwich. It was a structural engineering project. It required thick, buttered slices of white bread and a filling substantial enough to survive a North Sea gale. On this particular Tuesday, Barnaby had prepared a masterpiece: a thick-cut bacon butty with a dollop of brown sauce.

Barnaby was the kind of man who took his lunch seriously. Every day at precisely noon, he would retreat to a quiet corner of the village green with a heavy-duty cooler and a flask of tea. Barnaby was a traditionalist, and in his part of the world, there was no meal more sacred than the butty.

: A methodical man who prizes routine and high-quality carbohydrates.