A man, a plan, a canal, Panama

Day 28

This is what a good day should look like:

I didn’t follow that plan on this particular Saturday though.

I had poached eggs for breakfast. Two slices of toast, but three eggs as my son didn’t want one of his – I’m glad we’ve brought him up without the feeling that he has to clear his plate – something I’ve learnt from by mum and dad who were brought up in the post-WWII rationing years.

I knew we’d be eating with family later though so I didn’t have lunch.

We had pizzas and red wine – quite a bit of it.