It's a Bank Holiday
was watching hobbits last night. Trying to explain to Ed the attraction of it. He stayed awake for an hour longer than last time (as I was pointing out the homoerotic nature of some of the scenes) This calls for celebration I think, so am having a second breakfast. Like a hobbit.
Or, at least, a second course of breakfast. Just cos there's an hour break in the middle... I wasn't feeling like coooking eggs and bacon and devilled mushrooms earlier (so had apple and yoghurt and museli)
I shall now attempt to eat this without getting egg on the bed!
...which was successful. But I might have to bring a hoover up to gather the toast crumbs!
One of the disadvantages of living in a large house - rather than, say, a bedsit - is that the bed is a long way from the kitchen. And where is the marmalade?
Or, at least, a second course of breakfast. Just cos there's an hour break in the middle... I wasn't feeling like coooking eggs and bacon and devilled mushrooms earlier (so had apple and yoghurt and museli)
I shall now attempt to eat this without getting egg on the bed!
...which was successful. But I might have to bring a hoover up to gather the toast crumbs!
One of the disadvantages of living in a large house - rather than, say, a bedsit - is that the bed is a long way from the kitchen. And where is the marmalade?