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A Breakfast Quandary

If I stop work now (9.55 am) I will have done more than I do on some days, and probably about the same as I did all yesterday. This isn’t an excuse to stop, but it is a reason to start planning breakfast.

I made beans, toast, black pudding, mushrooms and bacon yesterday, because I’m an unimaginative man and that is what I consider breakfast should be. Ideally it should also have eggs, sausages and tomatoes, and I wouldn’t object to hash browns, fried potatoes or bubble and squeak either. Plus porridge, toast and marmalade. The reason I didn’t go for the whole lot yesterday (apart from lack of some supplies) was laziness – I would have needed to wash some pans to do eggs and tomatoes.

In retirement I may try experimenting with my breakfast menu a little more. I may also experiment with housework. It’s never too late to try something different and I may enjoy it.

We really should have cereal or porridge this morning, to keep things light and healthy . . .

I’ve just had a few minutes looking at breakfast omelettes, but I keep being drawn back to the ones that featureĀ  full breakfast with eggs poured over the top.

I’m thinking of soup again for lunch. Yesterday’s tomato soup was very nice, particularly as it is cheap. I may try carrot today and use it for lunch during the week too, as I’m trying to eat healthy lunches again.

The big project of the morning so far has been preparing a short talk on the Memorial Plaque of the Great War. Every year at the Numismatic Society we have an auction and a Short Papers Night to break up the various talks, I’ve decided to prepare one, even though it might not be needed. It’s useful to be one paper ahead of the game, rather than one behind.

Compared to my last presentation this is coming together quite quickly. It’s probably because I’m using it as a displacement activity – I really should be writing poetry and it’s always easier to avoid the pressing work and do something else. In this case I have poetry to finish for the end of the month so I’m writing a presentation I won’t need for at least six months.

My capacity for poor organisation really is quite remarkable.

Olympic Breakfast

Despite the picture, we had porridge. And toast and marmalade.