Brunch with a smile

Last night I dreamt it was 1940 and I was across the Channel fleeing the Nazis along with some very confused British and French troops. I have no idea why but I was determined to stop for coffee. Eventually made it back to Britain after discovering a tunnel in a tea shop that went under the sea and back to Britain. 

This was my breakfast. Keep calm and carry on. 

Off to Maude and the Rogster for dinner tonight.