This week I realised that I could shave twenty minutes off of my journey to work by going a different way. I still got up at the same time and found myself with some spare minutes (about twenty of them).
I decided to use this time to make be some breakfast. So off to the kitchen to see who’s cereal I could pilfer. I spy that the Crunchy Nut Cornflakes with berries has been opened, I’ve noticed these for a few days, but my honour among thieves morality tells me I cannot break the seal (but once it’s opened, it’s anybody’s, that’s the law)
So I do the double pour of cornflakes and milk and rush back to my room.
It gets its berries tag due to the three or four nasty shrivelled up dried fake berries and also some bonus sliced almonds.. They certainly gave it an interesting flavour. Though I think I could have done without, I prefer the old Crunchy Nut Cornflakes, but as we all know, the trouble is, they taste too good..
Well these didn’t, but I carried on. I gave Lis a spoonful, she grimaced and spat it out telling me that the milk was off.
Poor naive fool she is, the excitement of the nutsand berries had cofused her delicate little tastebuds. She couldn’t bask in the delight of the shrivelled up berries as her stupid brain is used to fresh fruit. Will she ever learn?
I carried on eating this luxurious take on the humble cornflake, beginning to ownder why you can still buy fresh fruit in supermarkets these days when this is available.
Though in all honesty, after a while the interesting flavour became more overpowering (but still interesting) Lis was looking at me like I was eating a kitten (or maybe some sour milk)
I stopped eating.
I went into the kitchen.
I sniffed the milk
I checked the date
It was off
By five days.
I tried to be sick
I failed.
Urgh.