11.30am
This morning has been productive.
I made my first ever cricket tea and it's bliming hard work. The time, the effort, the mathematics.
David had invented and prepared a variety of sandwich fillings. My glamorous job was to butter every slice of spongy, carby bread. By the third loaf, my soul was hurting and I still had another loaf to go! The third loaf was also when my concentration started to fail.... Resulting in mistakes! Who knew buttering bread would take so much intelligence out of me!
Once I'd mastered the art of sandwiching, I turned my hand to omelette making!
Now, my last omelette wasn't very successful, it ended up a heap of cooked egg mangled up with various omelette filling. I was determined I was going to tackle this culinary obstacle.
I chopped up mushrooms, tomatoes and ham- fried them up and then poured my whipped egg all over the pan. Just like I'd seen on TV.
It cooked beautifully. On one side. Everytime I tried to flip it, it broke!! They didn't explain how to cook the otherside on TV...
I was just about to give up when David, culinary mastermind that he is, informed me that I was attempting a 'Spanish Omelette ' and that I actually needed to grill the top half..... What a flipping genius he is!
(when re-reading through this- I realised my play on words! Haha!)
It turned out beautifully and I enjoyed my breakfast happily ever after.
Peace out, A town
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