Kippers with grass, tomatoes, spicy cheese and bread formed my late, late breakfast. The smell still fills the place, or is that plaice? My hands stink of fish and I expect the lass next door will be putting another smelly thing in the hall when she gets home. This Kipper is part of my new healthy fish and veg diet, as long as I can put up with the smell.
A visit to the veg man this morning gave me lots of eat quickly before they go off fruit. One juicy soft mango went down well after the kippers but it took three hours to get the juice of the laptop, desk, floor, hands, face and everything else. Tomorrow I eat the other one over the sink! The strawberries sit there rotting demanding I eat them tonight. Tsk! Life is so hard sometimes.
This also is part of the health kick. Eat more fruit and veg and make up for all the pizzas eaten recently, however tonight I ignore this and eat pizza again before the red juicy strawberry fruits! There are limits after all! I feel so much better already after one plastic bag of microwaved kippers although the fizzy chemical is ready just in case.
You can tell my life has not been exciting today.
The Cameronites are planning destruction of the lower orders as we speak. 10 Downing Street will be packed with Saville Row suited men claiming "We are all in this together" while working out how to steal sweets from children. Apart of course for Scotland as the SNP and their 56 seats will be ensuring that cruelty remains in England where I am....hold on! The media naturally are talking still about the result, over and over, with nothing new being stated.
Today I watch the football, ignore the meaningless chat and consider brain training exercises. However the effort to search for such has left me mentally tired. I may put that idea aside for a while and spend more time recovering by watching football. That takes no effort of any sort. I do however find that if the game is hard fought I get tired watching the men running about, I am not as fit as I was!