It was a really foul morning last Friday. Gales, blizzards, rain, tornadoes, sleet, snow, icebergs, and very cold. Not a day to be wandering around Brighton at 7am in the morning.
However, Kimbo is a stalwart climber of snowy peaks (above), and he braved the elements to join me for our usual Friday early-morning breakfast together.
I was suffering with my bad back, so I swapped the Full English, in favour of something easier and quicker to prepare!
I had plenty of Eggs in the Fridge, as well as a bag of ready grated Mature Cheddar Cheese. So, there was no question; it would have to be a Cheese Omelet (Omelette).
Knowing Kimbo's (and my) appetite, I also toasted a few slices of bread, and offered two types of Marmalade; Lady M's (in the Le Parfait jar) and a brand new jar of 'Duerr's' (as good as Cooper's). The jar of Duerr's remained unopened, whilst Lady M's was emptied. That says a lot!
The rain continued, and the wind lashed, but we were well-fed and happy.
That Omelet (Omelette) was delicious. (the little blob above it in the photo was some escaped cheese; in case you were wondering!)
N.B. 'Uncle Andy' Burnham (our new PM) has advised us to all stock-up on tinned food, bottled water, cash, candles, red wine, and a wind-up radio. If indeed his predictions of 'Doomsday' are correct, may I suggest that you also stock-up on Eggs. A couple of dozen should be enough; they remain fresh for at least two weeks, if not a lot more. Those vital two weeks should be enough for you to escape to some deserted Scottish Island, where you could live off Shellfish and Seaweed, until St Peter finally demands your, and Uncle Andy's, presence.
Life under Andy's tenure is certainly interesting; he keeps our larders well stocked.
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