Well today it so happens its a rather eggstravagent Eggs Royale for the current Mrs Monkey and a mere 3 egg scramble pour moi.
My eggs ended up on the floor this morning when I got hold of the wrong part of the pan handle. I do not like my eggs on the floor in the morning
Unlikely. We've hit 'spoons this afternoon at the end of the Ecclesall Road (the old Wards Brewery) and the Old Peculiar is going down rather well. I suggest that will offset any eggage.
That’s an extremely well managed plan imho. Got all angles covered. Any shortfall in laxative effect could be compensated by utilising some late night kebab action to rectify!
Chinese tonight. We'll walk up to New Hing Lung on London Road and retire back to the hotel for a blow out. Which doesn't bode well with excessive MSG. However tomorrow promises a reasonable activity level following present opening?? of a tram ride to Meadowhell to acquire a winter wardrobe for the current Mrs Monkey.... Gotta keep the step count up..
In the extremely unlikely event of anyone on here staying at the "Shaunessy Hotel" in Vancouver, DON'T have eggs in the morning .... Every day the same question. "How would you like your eggs today?" After a few days we started to skip them altogether .... "Scrambled rubber? Rubber slab with a slightly yellower bit in the middle? Slightly bumpy rubber disc? Rubber in an egg shell?" When at home, however ... Scrambled on toast with Parmesan stirred in
Dear @Dicky i now have that stupid song in my head When I worked in Donny I had radio 2 on for my journey to work. It was Chris Evans and it would play every day on my way there. It used to make me fume and want to punch the radio, Chris Evans, and I’m afraid to say, his son who did the kiss bit at the end (only a tap for the son tho not a proper punch