Nancy was up early, bright & cheerful this morning. What brought about this unheralded event you may ask? She is off to The Show (The Royal Easter Show for the un-initiated). There goes $53, I shudder to think of what crappy showbags she will return with – they are all hideously expensive, well apart from the “Bertie Beetle” showbag – and what sort of poor sad loser buys one of those? It would be instant social death.
I must be getting old – Fenton suggested a walk into town with pies for breakfast and for some reason my stomach baulked at the idea – yes I actually wanted muesli (god help me) and its not as though I actually *eat* muesli during the week for breakfast (usually I have coffee and then scoff a bikkie from the work tin when I get there).