It’s cold and rainy today
And by just pure luck I spied a plastic bag on the kitchen wall
It it was a single, homemade scotch egg
The God’s are smiling on me today
Be still my beating heart.
I shared some of it with old Mary as Roger remained asleep
And jolly good it was too
A Sunday treat on an inhospitable Sunday
At five I’m meeting my sister for the finale of Downton Abbey….is it fifteen years ago since the series started? How time flies.
I wonder who left me the egg?
It was bloody lovely
Love on a plate.
ReplyDeleteYou're so spoiled, John! In the best way.
ReplyDeleteThat's a magic wall. It yields great things.
ReplyDeleteA little treat like that now and then can't do any harm. That's what I always tell myself!
ReplyDeleteSomeone knows you well! xx
ReplyDeleteI do love a scotch egg.
ReplyDeleteOne that arrives unannounced, even better x
A Scotch egg on the wall. What everyone dreams of.
ReplyDeleteOhhhh ... a touch of magic and one of your very most favorite things on the planet! Are you wearing your Scotch Egg tee shirt?
ReplyDeleteHugs!
You must really love that dog to share your Scotch Egg with her.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if I built a wall, would treats appear like on yours?
ReplyDeletePoor Roger, sleeping in can cost you.
Ceci
The scotch egg looks amazing, what a treat. And someone knows you well, a kind anonymous! I wouldn't mind a few cold rainy days, just a tiny respite from all this hot sun.
ReplyDeleteMy Mo the Pug is the same age as Mary or a year older---the senior dogs are such dear companions, aren't they. I share bits from my plate too---their waning years deserve more than brown kibble twice a day. Enjoy your day.
lizzy
How very lovely.
ReplyDeleteSounds a lovely way to spend an otherwise dreary Sunday... catching up with friends, spending time with your sister, and sharing a Scotch Egg with dear sweet Mary!
ReplyDeleteStay safe & well, John dear.