Putting the World to Rights.

We used to have regular 6 am breakfasts together on Wednesdays, but we have now changed it to 7 am on Fridays.

Kimbo was always dashing off to catch his London train, so our breakfasts were a tad rushed. We eventually saw the folly in this, and we now meet on Fridays when he works from home, and we can be more relaxed, and discuss (and solve) all sorts of world affairs.

I like to think that I offer a 'Full English', but it's more of a 'Half-Full English these days. Kimbo has decided that he no longer likes Baked Beans on his toast, or under his fried Egg, so they have now been abandoned. 

Instead we have Bacon, Haggis, Knack's, fried Tomatoes or Mushrooms (or both), along with a fried Egg on Toast. Kimbo always arrives on the dot, and is in charge of the Coffee. Our timing runs like clockwork, and we sit down to eat at precisely 7.05 am.

We usually discuss all manner of important issues, but yesterday we became embroiled in old photos of our area here in Brighton. They were mostly taken around 1971, so not very old. Many of our nearby roads are now totally different; some have even disappeared. Our own bijou house was built in the 70's and the road doesn't appear at all on any old maps or photos.

One of the more surprising revelations was the amount of Pubs there used to be in the area (there still are). Almost every street corner had a Pub, and signs can still be seen of their previous existence. When discussing the matter we agreed that pre-TV, Pubs were far more important than they are now. And a pint of wallop probably only cost 2p, which helped. 

I really enjoy our weekly breakfasts together; long may they continue.

I should add that my own plate was considerably less charged than Kimbo's above; I'm on a pre-Summer diet.