Thursday, 7 February 2013
You know, when all the songs on the radio happen to be favourites, the shirt I want to wear is mysteriously already ironed, my car seems to have decided to drive like a top gear dream and all the lights are green.
This morning, my small pleasure was breakfast. Out. In a cafe. Alone. So good!
The even better news was that I discovered 'Primal food' was made for breakfast. Eggs and Ham and a cuppa while reading a magazine.
Maybe this Primal thing won't be so hard after all?