Here in Bearshire (there is not any other place better than my good old Bearshire, my nephew Frimpong will realize that one day...) we are accustomed to enjoy all the simple joys of life, but in the most accurate way.

I have learnt in my long life never to show off just for the pleasure of it, but to treat oneself as well as possible.

So even a common a barbeque becomes a wonderful experience if we pay attention to add a little style to it.

I would never wear shabby clothes even though I’m alone in my garden.

I would never use paper glasses...

I think that we have to respect ourselves first of all, if we want to be respected by others.

My sausage seems to be perfectly grilled, so you’ll forgive me if I leave you now...