Monday, a retrospective
Hi Lads and L
As the lads know, thanks to the gift that we call 'portable telephony', I had Jerk Chicken Burger and chips in a West-Indian restaurant on Saturday, washed down with a very straight drink called a cherry Margherita, which was smashing.
Pudding was chocolate and walnut brownie with some weird bitter booze on it and some ice cream. Yes, Lads, vanilla.
Sunday I had a buffet-style tea featuring all the usual fare, much of which was in handy miniaturised form.
To return to the present, just for a moment, this morning I shall be breakfastsing on that most under-rated and undersold of pastries, The Chorley Cake which is so vastly superior in texture and quality to the Eccles Cake that I feel I should walk Eccles in a T-Shirt bearing the slogan "Rubbish Cakes".
Lovely cup of tea (the only kind worth drinking) involving my special blend of Earl Grey AND regular bag. You read it here first.
As the lads know, thanks to the gift that we call 'portable telephony', I had Jerk Chicken Burger and chips in a West-Indian restaurant on Saturday, washed down with a very straight drink called a cherry Margherita, which was smashing.
Pudding was chocolate and walnut brownie with some weird bitter booze on it and some ice cream. Yes, Lads, vanilla.
Sunday I had a buffet-style tea featuring all the usual fare, much of which was in handy miniaturised form.
To return to the present, just for a moment, this morning I shall be breakfastsing on that most under-rated and undersold of pastries, The Chorley Cake which is so vastly superior in texture and quality to the Eccles Cake that I feel I should walk Eccles in a T-Shirt bearing the slogan "Rubbish Cakes".
Lovely cup of tea (the only kind worth drinking) involving my special blend of Earl Grey AND regular bag. You read it here first.
posted by Jimmy at 10:40 am
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