Carlos must ask all of you

I love Raziel, he reminds me of a grumpy old man who shakes his walking stick at the kids playing in the street and sits at home eating rich tea biscuits, sipping his stewed Tea, getting crumbs every where, and when the meals on wheeles lady comes he complains about the food being like muck and he had eaten better in the POW camp back in 1942.

I've heard comparisons like that more than once.