6 November 2007

I had an almost perfect brunch on Sunday. Potted shrimps with crunchy brown toast and a lightly cress salad, with cream of celeriac soup. It was very tasty and leisurely. It would have been perfect if I had followed it by treacle tart and Jersey cream, but I got bored waiting for the waiter to take my order, so I got my bill instead.

The sun was shining and I was reading my book and all was right with the world.

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a perfect moment
 
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