An immodest breakfast

“I would throw them out” she announced. She was talking about the leftover veggies from our (shouldn’t say it but will) delicious partridge gourmet dinner.

‘NO!’ I thought but didn’t say - no need, because she continued, “but you’ve probably got a plan for them!”

I did indeed have a plan, which I have just executed to perfection (I know, I shouldn’t say that either) and interred inside me - Mrs H declined my offer of sharing. Mashed potato and brocolli meant, of course, bubble and squeak, with carrots for added colour. Local crispy bacon completed my holiday treat.

Kippers tomorrow! Yeeha!