For more years than I care to remember I’ve had the same thing for breakfast pretty much every single day! Am I a creature of habit? Probably. But I think I could be better described as a creature of ‘Anything for an easy life!’
I’m not a ‘morning person’ at all, and until I’ve had my morning walk and shower I really appreciate not being talked to, asked questions of, or given ‘choices’! So when his lordship is home and decides to make a bacon sandwich – that’s fine. Just so long as he doesn’t ask me IF I want a bacon sandwich. Crazy I know!
My ‘standard’ breakfast is Kellogg’s Bran Flakes served with honey, sliced banana and LOTS of milk. Just as a matter of interest, after all these years eating Kellogg’s stuff I had to go downstairs and check on the spelling!! I’ve picked out Kellogg’s boxes from supermarket shelves all over the world – and not realised there were 2 ‘G’s in his name! Fancy that!
Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, breakfast. I then have some sort of yoghurt and a cup of tea (PG Tips). And that’s it. Breakfast is done! It’s one of those meals that just sort of … happen. I get my bowl out, which is all that remains of a three piece set making up ‘a clown’. The plate had his feet painted on it, the mug was his body and the bowl has his painted face grinning out at me and depending on my mood, I sometimes grin back! I reach down to get the cereal box, open it up and pour the cereal into the bowl. I put the box away and reach up for the honey. My favourite is Acacia. It’s smooth and sweet without any nasty ‘residue taste’, and I’ll travel miles to any shop which stocks it. Recently I’ve found it for sale in the most amazing ‘no drip-no dribble’ squeezy bottle. This is, in my humble opinion, the world’s greatest invention! I’ve always had honey in the house and I’ve bought fancy ‘honey spoons’ which have sort of worked, but can still dribble all down the side of the bowl if you don’t get it quite right. The thing that most annoys me about buying honey in a glass jar, is the way (if you’re too lazy to wipe the top of the glass jar every day) it dries out and turns to crystal form around the rim making the lid impossible to remove without the use of a sledge hammer! First thing in the morning I demand ‘simplicity’ in my life. Sledge hammers don’t quite fit into that category, so the ‘no drip-no dribble’ squeezy bottle fits into my way of existence perfectly.
I dribble honey artistically over my cereal before reaching across for a banana. The biggest question when choosing a banana is, ‘Shall I take one from the bottom of the bunch? Or the top of the bunch?’ This is a decision which has to be taken very seriously. Bananas from the bottom tend to get bruised more easily, so need eating first. But then you might not want to eat a bruised banana!
My most recent bunch of bananas has been there for a couple of days and both his lordship and I have been taking our bananas from the top – just tearing them off without even lifting them out of the basket. The other day I decided to go for a ‘bottom’ banana. So without really looking, I picked the bunch up and went to separate a banana from the remaining four, but my fingers just slid along the bottom of the bunch. At first I thought I’d picked up some paper that was perhaps stuck to them, but after I’d tried and failed to find an ‘edge’ to prise my fingers into, I looked down and couldn’t believe my eyes!
I’d got ‘Siamese’ bananas! Co-joined! My boring breakfast was suddenly an event of wonder and interest! Out came the camera (I am nothing if not predictable!) and photos were taken of this wondrous event. ‘Siamese bananas’ from every angle you could possibly imagine! I even decided to take a banana from the TOP of the bunch to eat for breakfast so that I could show his lordship what an amazing purchase he’d made, without even knowing!
We ate the ‘twins’ the following day. I peeled back the ‘double’ skin and found two perfectly formed, separate, full sized bananas laying together inside.
Breakfast will never be the same!
