Jacket Spud... yum yum yum!

It is something of a tradition for me to get a baked spud while I'm out in the town, whether it be with cheese or with baked beans matters little. It is the fact that both myself and my girlfriend get to spend a little time with the only worry being whether she'll eat the skin or not today. It's only a small part of an hour, but it is so often needed nowadays, as both of us feel overwhelmed by the pace of things around us... constant hustle and bustle, never stopping to take in the atmosphere.

It is a scene that is forever being played out, even beyond the artificial 9 to 5, and it's claws can be felt every waking second of our lives. There is little rest for the wicked, or in fact anyone still breathing.

But why don't we stop for a second? Breathe in and live for perhaps the first time in ages...

While you're at it, get yourself a jacket spud with cheese.... delicious!