So lunch time comes, and like planned I go to make cheese on toast. Only to find there was a tiny amount left! To my horror, my Dad told me he had had some with his lunch. How rude, I can't believe he ate the cheese out of his own fridge.
After eating my sorry looking lunch my friend sends me an email containing this-
'Mario's Cafe in Warren Street, London, do a big breakfast for £10.Eat it all in 20 mins with no drink to wash it down with and you get it free.
It's 10 eggs, 10 bacon, 10 sausage, 10 toast, 5 black puddings, tomatoes,
beans and mushrooms. No Chips !!!'
Even though I know that I couldn't eat all of this, I still felt sorry for myself...
Then the doorbell rang and it was the postman with my shoes from River Island 'HOORAY!'.
I wripped open the parcel all excited like it was Christmas, but then felt like I had been given a Cindy doll instead of a Barbie (everyone knows Barbie is better).
They were stone and not white, and looked like flippers...
Serves me right for buying mens shoes I guess. But I am a 7/8 so thought they would be OK.

















