For me – Saturday is a day of rest… if it isn’t shopping, visiting family or cleaning the house.
This particular Saturday was slightly unusual – MBW was going to a fitness workout thing, I am more tired than usual and Monkey has done a full week in School. The Contwingent? Full of beans.
I knew what was needed in this instance. Only thing for it to give those so tired they need a pick me up.
Depositing said beans and the bodies they inhabit with the Mother-in-Law, Monkey and I were left at the Great Cathedral of Sainsbury’s. For future reference, there is:
- The Greek Orthadox Church of Tescos
- The Field Chapel of Somerfield
- The Quaker Co-Op
- The Seventh Day Advent of Asda
Back to my endorphin lift – and Monkey’s. Having arrived at the Great Cathedral, Monkey and I made a bee-line for the one thing we knew we each needed: Beans on Toast and a pot of tea for Monkey; and Sausage, Mushroom and Toast with a mug of black coffee for me.
Payment was swift.
Cultlery and condiments acquired.
Table chosen, set and ready.
We cleared our plates, emptied the drinking vessels and took stock.
“We mustn’t forget socks, Daddy” mumoured a content Number One of the Three.
Endorphin pick-me-up – completed.