The Old Papermill

This is just the kind of unhealthy, highly suggestive stuff and nonsense I was on about yesterday. Yet here I am today stuck in the middle of a new restaurant, full of new shiny pumps and gorgeous food. There was a roaring fire that said 'stay a while, kick off your shoes, relax'. There was the fresh faced youthful male waiters who tempted even further.

I sat resigned, sipping at my lemon and ginger tea, tucking into a breakfast of poached eggs with spinach on wholemeal toast, I left the hollandaise on the side along with all other temptations. Oh halo stay firm and do not slip.