Glorious Sunday morning

Sunday morning for me started in beautiful sunshine,I was full of the joys of spring,but I was soon informed by Toastboy and Milk that they have just appeared out of the overcast mist and gloom, I was soon to enter their world, even the booty did not lift their spirits, but "A Breakfast at Tescos " did the trick,they were like changed men,what an advert for Tesco Inverness.

I too was very impressed by the "Hungarian" waitress Ingrid,after her shakey start,she came up trumps,and I can confirm that I had the full 8 items.

I am proud to stand along side Toastboy as a Spindler,I was born to Spindle, Spindling is very economical, and I feel Milk could be missing out as a "Stand Alone"printable, but this was his choice,and he will remain a spindling virgin.
I found the whole Sunday morning, a most enjoyable experience.

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Tesco Inverness

Ha, I went looking for a photo on t'internet of Tesco Inverness and found this one, which is taken from exactly where I park the car. What are the chances of that?

Happy Tesco staff (not Inverness)

"Bring them over"

Todays breakfast was a delight. Tomato and Toast were hanging back hoping that I would go first. I scared them a bit by faffing about with the trays, that'll learn them to laugh at me and my sausage bap last week. I went first and got served by a delightful Danish/Dutch type lady whose name is Ingrid, apparantly. She filled me with confidence due to her foreigness and seemed to know what she was doing. This week my stomach was settled and the memory of the watery egg almost forgotten so I opted for the traditional breakfast. I received a black pudding with my sausage and bacon. I was slightly worried that the woman at the till would count this as a meat product and my breakfast would lose it's "traditional" status. If so I would be charged 40p per item! Not to worry, I sailed through the checkout without incident. There was a previous worry a few minutes earlier as there were no small jugs of milk, however Toast saved the day by grabbing a large jug (of milk). Then the best part of the day happened. Toast and Tomato appeared with empty trays!!!!, Ingrid was going to "bring them over". Excellent. I couldn't have been more delighted tucking into by breakfast as the two poor saps worried themselves sick about the arrival of their breakfasts, Ingrid "didn't even check to see what I looked like" fretted Toast. Toast and Tomato positioned themselves so they would be facing Ingrid. All too soon she appeared with the grub, a quick count of items revealed all to be in order. After the breakfastTomato and Toast became "spindlers". I will have to go one bettter and become a "printable spindler".

Ingrid and the case of the missing rasher!?!

Today's breakfast was a success on so many levels. There was the usual palaver over the trays and who would go first in the Q. Next the total failure of the staff to supply individual items fast enough - even though the ultra-efficient Ingrid was on duty. Milk scoffing his breakfast with delight as Tomato and I waited for ours to arrive and fretting over the state it would be in. I was convinced it would be cold. Then the wonderful unsmiling Ingrid arrived with two piping hot plates and life was swell once again. Even the toast and fried bread were of a high standard, the sausage was not as good as two weeks ago but better than last weeks. But wait - I took a photo of tomatoes plate and I can't see bacon on it and only one sausage, did he think that black pudding was considered a meat product? Milk had two meat products plus a black pudding! Perhaps his bacon was hidden beneath the toast? I would like clarification on this point.

Pheasant Pluckers

Bonjour indeed,
My early pheasant alarm friend has now found himself a young lady and is serenading her between the hours of 4.30am and midnight, he struts around her doing a strange dance and squaking intermittently.
All hell broke loose on Wednesday morning around 5am when another cock pheasant entered his patch, picture the scene of me peering out of the window bleary eyed at this spectacle, ah how wonderful nature is.

Congealed

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These were the remains of the Breakfast on the original "Where's the MILK!!!" day. How nostalgic, it brings a tear to the eye... Note the half full jug of milk on Plums tray.

Wake up Plum Tomato it's a lovely donjour!!!

Bap

At last I have arrived,better late than later, I agree breakfast was indeed better with the full compliment of 8 items, personally I found the toast quite satisfactory and paletable,however I found the fried bread rock hard,but made no comment at the time,and suffered in silence, as I hacked my way through it,trying not to bring attention to my dilemma.
I was amused at Paul complaining that he had to remove the said meat products from his unbuttered Bap with his bare hands, the whole episode was turning into a ghastly nightmare for him.
I give the breakfast experience neuf pointe.

The Breakfast Club

I personally enjoyed todays breakfast. It was good to finally get all 8 items, even though the toast was rock-hard the girl at the till was quite pretty and looks like she may be into PP(Not EPP just PP). I found the egg to be a little runny and the sausage was not as good as last week, I think the bacon may have been microwaved and not fried - the fat looked uncooked - the hash browns were slightly overdone but the tattie scone was excellent. The tea was average.

Highlights of the day were Franz's description of the wildlife keeping him awake all night and Pauls angst over the non buttered roll (I was disgusted that it was a cheap burger bun and not a roll at all). Pauls face when there was no knife to butter his bun was priceless entertainment.

Paul Milk has a sausage bap.

Today's breakfast was super (that's super, not supper). I noticed that everyone had a minature jug of milk on their tray so I could relax. The girl behind the counter however found it perfectly natural that the rolls weren't buttered! How would she react if I demanded that she perform some EPP? Just because I find it to be perfectly natural I have common sense enough to know that she may not. Today I had sausages on the aforementioned unbuttered roll. This seemed to upset Toastboy and the as yet un-named one. Last weeks watery egg put me off the tradional breakfast and I was in no way worried about causing a hoo-haa about 8 items and toast.