Toast perfection

The joy of plain white bread continues. This morning it was the perfection of plain bread and square sliced sausage. You have to assume that one was designed for the other since the two fit each other so well. Lunch was just some buttered toast. Ellen thought it was perfect although Ewan and I reckoned the bread needed to be thicker to get the right crispy exterior and soft fluffy interior. Sadly, it's not a loaf that can be made at home.