....That is so life affirming? I can get up with the usual slight angst and gloomies, but then that warm, semi liquid, vaguely golden syrup flavoured, mush slides down. And taking on the day suddenly becomes quite possible.
Is the nearest thing we have to mother's milk?
(shame about the mince pie that closely followed this morning's bowlful)
Is there a toiletry you can no longer buy and miss?



. Waste not, want not!
