Boiled eggs and king-sized beds
Funny how objects remind us so much of past lives...
Recently I have gone back to eating two boiled eggs for breakfast mainly because I have given up toast – I am trying to lose the menopausal blubber I have silently been accumulating around my middle – and some mornings I just really want the comfort that toast used to give me, and eggs boiled just right fulfil this, particularly with the addition of rye…