Saturday, 19 July 2008

Vive Le Weekend!

Especially weekends with the parents where I get tea in bed and a cooked breakfast!! I very rarely have a cooked breakfast these days, but when I go to Mum and Dad's for the weekend Dad nearly always cooks up a breakfast on Saturday and this morning it was very much appreciated - sausage, chipped potatoes and fried bread - it doesn't sound like much, but it was very tasty, especially the marmite on the potatoes!

I know that many people wouldn't call that a proper cooked breakfast because it doesn't include all the other bits and pieces, but I am a fussy eater (as many people will tell you) and that little cooked breakfast was just right. And the best thing was that I didn't cook it myself, food is always best when someone else slaves away in the kitchen. (thanks Dad!)

A weekend at my childhood home is always a relaxing one, I usually sleep better...whether that's because I am surrounded by people (and dog!) that can listen out for me, or whether I am simply back in my childhood home and so I relax more, I simply do not know. Whatever the cause I nearly always unwind very well in this house that Mum and Dad have lived in for thirty years and I know every nook and cranny even if I am no longer quite so certain where the biscuit tin is ever since Dad reorganised the kitchen!

3 comments:

Mrs. Spit said...

Ahh, there's such immense power in going home, isn't there?

We are not quite so alienated, quite so lost in the hugeness of a modern world where no one seems to know anyone, if we can go home.

Alice Teh said...

I agree! Food's always taste better when someone else cooks for us. Hehee... Same goes to coffee! :D

Tess said...

Hope you had a great weekend at home :) Sounds lovely - especially the brekkie in bed bit *g*.