It doesn’t ever feel more like home than getting up in the dark of Asquith, thinking about making toast and…

listening to John Mayer. It’s been so long…too long.

Toast is so good. This morning I had the usual two pieces of Oatbran and Honey toast, one with vegemite and one with honey, with a wedding cup cake on the side and a cup of tea.

This entry was posted on Sunday, February 20th, 2005 at 10:19 am.