Topic: Stephen Says
We got back last night after a truely bizarre shop in Sainsburys where I bought random things that we could eat for dinner (flapjacks, nachos & cheese, pizzas, carrots & humus, stilton, crackers, whisky, advocaat, etc.) and ate lots for dinner until I was full and then ate an entire pizza on top of that and spent the rest of the evening in excrutiating pain with a grossely distended stomach, spacing out and writing pizza poetry:
Pizza gives me pleasure,
Beyond any measure.
It's crust is a must,
but is just not as tasty,
as the cheesy tomato pasty.
and
Pizza, pizza,
Why'd you hurt me?
ALL I WANTED WAS CHEESY GOODNESS,
And maybe some grease.
But now I'm so full,
I think I'm gonna die.
I'm still so full this morning that I'm only having a smoothie for breakfast (and a few flapjacks). Elisabeth is having her smoothie with advocaat so I don't know what to say about that. (More poetry!) The weather's beautiful - sunny and cold. We're off for a bike ride along the canal in a bit.
Toodleoo!