I ALWAYS manage a smile at Peter Barron’s Dad at Large column but none more so than the saga of the bread and butter (Echo, Nov 6).

My late husband and I were married for 50 years and he praised my cooking to the skies, but he always said I buttered the “wrong side” of the bread.

He insisted one side was wider than the other and therefore got more butter. We had many an amusing argument about this.

Unfortunately my two lovely grown up children agreed with their dad but as I was the one doing the cooking none of them dared say too much about it. They knew which side their bread was buttered.

PA Aspinall, Crook