Fia always brings almost everything out of the fridge for our breakfast. All those different tasting breads, cheeses and cold meats.
It is about 9.30am and still slightly dark outside, I am sure Brian is in bed, tucked up under the duvet, thinking it is the middle of the night.
You can see some snow out in the garden but as I said it is melting fast.
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