Toast

A month or so ago I finally gave in and we replaced our twenty five year old three sliced toaster with a shiny new four slice toaster.
 
A couple of weeks ago I discovered, to great amusement, that a single slice was ejected into space (and the kitchen floor!).
 
So silly that I just had to save it for a Saturday.
 
Mrs W wants to use it for target practice . . .
 
 
Many thanks as ever to Admirer for hosting Silly Saturday and cheering up the weekend.
 
 
Confession time:
 
At extra is the only shot I took of the toast self ejecting after toasting, but sadly the flash didn’t fire; so I figured that the best way to get a shot without setting fire to the bread was to press the stop button myself.