pcb

This year's 'who has the best bacon-wrapped chipolatas on the high street*'results suggest that the biggest supermarket in town has the edge this year. I was out late, last night (21:00 is now late) collecting the Cub from her last section rehearsal for the Gang Show being held at the local theatre and stopped by said biggest supermarket for spare charging cables, fake cheese and calcium tablets when I spotted packets of sausages and bacon treats: Pigs In Blankets**
Two packets were thrust into my shopping basket and I headed off to loiter around the stage door because I was meeting one of the chorus girls after her show.***
Today. Breakfast.
An extended blast of heat and I was in possession of a small heap of PIBs. They are VERY tasty.
Before I did anything else, I dropped some into a bowl, grabbed a fork and headed for the Cub's bedroom. She's a teenager and needs the sleep, but it was time to EXPERIMENT!
Fork. Sausage. Nose... Waft!
There was a pause while the Cub's breathing stayed shallow. Then it became deeper. And deeper. There was a gentle movement of the jaws. Then she rolled before becoming completely still. Eyes opened. And focused.
"Pigs in blankets?" I offered, and the blur of sleep disappeared, replaced by an 'oh WOW!' expression.
I presented the bowl and fork and went to fetch the ketchup.

This has got to be one of the best wakeups ever😊


*for a given value of retail park.
** I think different foods have been known by this term, but round here, it's a small piece of bacon wrapped around a small pork sausage. No arguments will be accepted.
***I'm going to GET that fortune teller :D