Laura and the carvery debate

I have come down with a throat infection called Tracheaitis and so am languishing at home as I write. I will accept sympathy in any form whether it be cards,flowers,chocolates or simple greeting of hope.It is a very nice day today,although I am not really a fan of such a weather formation. 'Nice days' tend to bring with them many unpleasant consequences such as:

Getting too hot
Getting sweaty
Wasps
Sunburn
People wandering around as though they are on a beach in Bermuda and not on an 82 bus that goes to Garston
People commenting all the time that it is a nice day

Anyway,it is with some luck that I have been stricken with this dreadful infection and do not have to come face to face with the nice day.To take my mind off my sore throat and the nice day, I will tell you about a heated debate that occurred the other night between myself and Alan. He was making a sandwich for his luncheon and I was straightening my frizzy hair. We discussed our love for the carvery and declared how happy we were that there were only 4 days to go before our usual Friday meal. We began to argue over who loved the carvery more. I stated that I loved it more than him and he immediately retaliated that he loved it more than me. Common logic told me we would have to find some way of measuring our love, to decide who loved the carvery more. I asked Alan,'Does the carvery fulfill you in every way?' By every way, I mean emotionally, physically, mentally, spiritually and sexually. He declared that it fulfilled him in all of the above ways and I declared it also fulfilled me in these categories.We had hit a brick wall. I put my mind to work on this vexing problem and decided we should both write a statement declaring our love for the carvery and invite you all, dear Blogger readers, to decide who loves the carvery more. For your comfort and enjoyment, here are our respective mission statements:

Alan: 'Knowing I'll be in the carvery on a Friday afternoon gives a purpose to my life that I didn't think I'd ever discover'

Laura: 'Without the carvery, I might as well be dead'

Who loves the carvery more? You decide.