oink November 10 2007
it’s 4pm
I am sitting in my living room having just returned from a picnic in the bush with Chris, the kids and the dogs.
Inexplicably I smell bacon.
Like freshly cooked bacon. All warm and chewy.
But.
We have no bacon.
I don’t think we even have any ham.
We’re having basmati rice and currie chicken for dinner.
No bacon.
I want bacon.
Bacon good.
Chewy? Are you sure thats right?
Our local grocery store had a HUGE bacon and ham sale recently. 2 pounds for 2 bucks. I bought in that’s for sure.