The blaring radio music was now emitting just static and it was getting on his nerves. What was wrong with it, he thought with his irritation just under the surface. He didn’t want to lose his temper or his control would snap too. He was very fastidious about his work and didn’t want to spoil the effort he had put in by losing his concentration.
Ah! At last. He gently laid the cheese grater aside and pushed the prepared pizza into the wood burning over. He was sure that his guests, waiting at the dinner table would appreciate this creation made wholly fresh by him.