My dear husband has been working away from home so he can very kindly earn the money for keeping us all alive. I'm usually quite "thrifty" but the other morning I thought I'd do myself a favour and spend a bit of that money on taking my little blokes out for brekkie.
After prowling the cafe strip for free-range eggs (hard to find!!) we finally found a spot and enjoyed our delicious breakfast. Kees ordered the Big Breakfast; I thought he was just being a pig, but he managed it. The waiter was a bit lost for words when he came out and all our plates were scraped clean. I think he may have doubted our commitment ;o)
It was such a glorious morning, we wanted to stay and play all day.
The bothersome problem was, we needed food, so we packed ourselves off again and tackled the groceries. Wouldn't a personal assistant be great. Just send them off to do all those irksome jobs and play at the beach all day instead. xx