I spoke, this morning, of all the (pretty light but culturally above reproach and thoroughly entertaining) delights planned for Saturday. What did most of you home in on?
The cooked breakfast.
You know, I'm old enough to have grown up with bacon and eggs for breakfast every day. I had no idea what a privilege it was.
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I must start by saying I am very drunk. And follow it by saying I am not gushing unless drunk, people generally know what I think of them without me getting drunk and sharing.
I'm just making sure you know, is all. You rock.
Oh, and I have such a CD for you...
I think someone will need a good fry-up this morning.
Thanks, Badgerdaddy. You're pretty excellent yourself.
Dave, you are right.
I didn't feel the need to mention ityesterday.
I work in constrution. A fry at 10am is the norm rather than the exception.
I have to resist temptation everyday otherwise I'd be on the extremely large side.
May be once a fortnight is enough for me...
The way of life and eating patten has changed over the years, hasn't it - best kept for a treat nowadays
I had a bacon and egg baguette instead. Seems to be working.
Did you go for a run first?
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