AN EMPTY PLATE

Somewhere in Renfrewshire tonight there is a taxi driving around with a Zaporito Apple and Cinnamon scone on the back seat.  Sigh.  

It was to have been my little reward for getting through four meetings - all of which were lovely but I was tired and scone-famished by 8 pm, having fasted since midday.   It will have to be a bowl of bran flakes again....Bigger sigh.