This morning the wife said to me, 'what would you like for breakfast, darling?'
After I recovered from the shock of such an intimate conversation so early in the day, I said, 'how about a boiled egg?'
And that's exactly what I got. With all the trimmings.
^ The big reveal can't be long off now.
Only 1 eggcup?
Did you not get Mr and Mrs eggcups as a wedding gift?
^^ Two egg cups... well posh.
^ I've gone off soldiers lately and prefer to spoon out the egg onto toast. The biggest problem I find with soldiers is that when you dunk one, all the yoke overflows and runs down the side of the egg.
There must be something in the water Mendip, just after I posted the eggcups my Mrs came and asks if I want breakfast. Thought she’d never ask. Sausage bacon and eggs she says. Aye cool.
So I look at the eggcups on the shelf and think, will I ask her to boil the eggs? Glad I didn’t.
3 Poached eggs on homemade whole-wheat loaf with homemade hollandaise sauce with pigs in blankets.
Lang may yer lum reek...
^ I am... its minus 5 bastard degrees here
Took some inspiration from Chitty, which is a first...
She's cremated the bacon
^ About 28 degrees here at the moment Dilly.
Balmy and perfect as it was yesterday and the day before.
Some things are shite about living in Thailand but it is certainly not the weather.
A simple processed start to a simple processed Fri-Yay.
Pigs in blankets, YES!
Schneaky little 7km with Edith slow Coach.
Then a full monty.
Minus the monty.
And minus the full.
^I approve of this spread!
Breakfast of champions, rowies and bovril.
I got a couple of kgs of Stornoway Black Pudding the other day.
Best I’ve ever had.
Merry Xmas.
Doesn't matter how much you and your boyfriend keep following me around, it ain't happening.
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