Sunday, 27 March 2011
In my head ,this is me ,every morning, whipping up some breakfast delight for Mr T , muffins or pancakes ,or fruit bread (not sure if one can actually whip up fruit bread between 7.30 and 8) but I digress . He'd be sitting at the table with his freshly squeezed orange juice ,all dressed ,hair brushed ,perusing his spelling notebook . I would place his muffins /pancakes/fruit-bread(what is fruit-bread?) in front of him and serenely drink my first breakfast cup of coffee ,whilst chatting about the state of the world to expand his knowledge. I would be dressed ,fully made up ,with my hair shining (in the sunlight filtering through the french doors)....
Posted by Kim Murray at Sunday, March 27, 2011