As sure as eggs is eggs

I know, more eggs. But they are beautiful and it is late. Daisy suggested I took a photo of my bright red, sweaty face after my brisk amble along the seafront (true panic actually setting in now) but I thought I would spare you that horror. And these were £5 for 30. How could I resist such a bargain of beauty?

Work went as well as can be expected. I sometimes surprise myself with the words I have to say.

I might have an egg or two for tea now....