Since being made redundant, I have started having breakfast. For the 22 previous years, I simply threw a cup of tea down my throat and then headed off to work.
Last week was the usual assortment of cereals, toast, bacon, beans, sausages, fried eggs etc. and on Friday, I went a bit wild and poached some cod and had it with scrambled eggs. Today, I suddenly thought of the humble boiled eggs. I also had a packet of Porkinson's Bangers that needed cooked, so I did those two.
Two boiled eggs, four sausages (Mrs TMR(to be) had the other two) and three rounds of whelmeal toast later, I feel quite sated. I had forgotten how nice boiled eggs are
I'm gonna try eggs benedict tomorrow
