Trying to find a greasy spoon in Bournemouth this morning was as difficult as finding a £10.00 note in my purse.
We certainly worked up an appetite, up and down round and round. Think there is a gap in the market as when we finally did find one the toilets were disgusting, the fried eggs were not runny and there was no fried bread! Shame I can't cook anything apart from burnt bacon else I may have looked into opening my own cafe.
There were quite a few homeless people around though, 3 big issue sellers within a 5 minute walk plus someone sleeping in a park and someone in a doorway. So sad I don't think there is even 1 big issue seller in Worthing, I know there was a couple of months back as I had a chat with him. Can't wait to do some charity work again and make use of myself.
"Mummy can I have some of your juice please?"
Me: "It's orange, the same as yours but ok"
*Scarlett has a sip...*
Scarlett:"It feels like to me pineapple."
I wish I could be in her little fluffy bunny head, though saying that I am going to help her set up her own blog.....watch this space.
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