Breakfast of Champions
It's been a long week, and by the time I got round to the supermarket shopping yesterday evening I wasn't at my most with-it.
I was dithering over breakfast cereal, as usual; breakfast cereal is crucial to my existence, but I find it hard to decide, at eight in the evening, what I might fancy eating at eight the next morning.
"Ooh, that looks interesting," I thought eventually, "and there's a cute dog on the box. What is it?"
I'd wandered into the pet food aisle. It was Bakers Complete Meaty Meals.
I was dithering over breakfast cereal, as usual; breakfast cereal is crucial to my existence, but I find it hard to decide, at eight in the evening, what I might fancy eating at eight the next morning.
"Ooh, that looks interesting," I thought eventually, "and there's a cute dog on the box. What is it?"
I'd wandered into the pet food aisle. It was Bakers Complete Meaty Meals.