It struck me; whilst sitting here munching on some lovely thick buttered toast with Blue Wensleydale on it, and sipping on one of Douwe Egbert’s new squeezy breast like coffee pod contraptions that much as I don’t like weblogs, I do tend to spend a lot of time talking about food. I am perfectly happy to talk to myself about food so by no means do I expect anyone else to read this. It’s here for me; for when I am hungry; for when I get the urge to go out and buy some more of these revolting coffee things and for me to type in whilst I am waiting for the Cornish Pastie in the oven that I mistimed the heating of. Since I only seem to be able to update it with comments, then it shall be so.
Eat, Drink and be Merry; for tomorrow I get bored of this blog!
