Toby liked to start his breakfast off with a banana. He’d done that for years. Of course, bananas ripen fairly quickly, so he bought a small bunch several times a week. In fact, he bought four bananas on a Monday and three bananas on a Friday.
After eating the banana, Toby would have some cereal, and then a slice of toast with strawberry jam. Then he would finish it off with a cup of coffee.
He would begin having breakfast at four minutes to seven. That gave him time to eat the banana and prepare the cereal just before the morning news on television. He also put a slice of bread into the toaster but didn’t turn it on. He found that there was the perfect amount of time during the first lot of advertisements to toast the slice, spread butter and jam on it, and sit down again for the next part of the news. While the toast toasted, he turned on the kettle. Then during the second lot of advertisements he could make the coffee. The noise from the kettle boiling while trying to watch television was a little aggravating. And he had to get up and turn the kettle off manually. He’d been meaning to buy one of those kettles that switched itself off once the water had reached boiling point.
This morning however, was a bad day; a very bad day. It was Friday. Only yesterday afternoon his daughter had visited with her two children. And this morning – how could he watch the news? goodness me – there was no banana.
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They should be skinned
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Your comment has a certain apeel.
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Oh dear – there’s just a little part of me that can relate 🙂 Thank heaven no-one died 🙂
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Oh but Pauline – the News on the television … they were dying all over the place! It’s what the News does! (Which is why I don’t watch it).
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I have no idea what is on the news either – I don’t have a TV connection nor read the media 🙂 I know all I need to know and I just keep on doing my work.
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I’m terrible for not following the news. (I did read where Abraham Lincoln was assassinated!!) P.S. The sun is out. The light catcher gets moved about 80 times a day and it’s positioning is causing considerable “discussion”!
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Yay! [for the sun, not Lincoln]. I suppose the constant moving is good exercise though it wasn’t meant to cause ‘discussions’! My advice is hang it low, somewhere where the sun enters when you are most likely to be around to enjoy it. The lower it hangs the more sparkles and rainbows 🙂
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Swing low, sweet chariot (of light!)
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Won’t somebody please think of the bananas?!
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You’re always thinking of yourself.
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Yes, we have no bananas? Did he dial 999? Emergency Services: Which service do you require? Bananas! Ok. We’ll send over Mrs. Peel.
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If they send it via the Banana Boat it’ll take ages.
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I can’t think of anything witty to say. After all, it’s Sunday, here in the Northern Hemisphere…
And there is this….I did opt to have comments on your site emailed, because I love the repartee…but I get overwhelmed occasionally by persons who choose to blast a plethora of their comments at their self-absorbed convenience, weeks after your blog posts. Then my email box is suddenly full of stuff from well-meaning idiots that I don’t really want to read. I can only imagine the jig you dance to respond to it all. I do realize your irritability is not my irritability. And of course, we can always blame my emotional outburst it on the weather. 🙂
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I was amused by your Sunday remark and it cheered my Monday! Absolutely – on getting bombarded by people who store things up for a month. I go into my “festina lente” festino lento festina lento – it’s bloody Latin anyway for “make haste slowly” as you would know! And I deal with one thing at a time! AND I might add – I do love the way your comment on my blog so often determines the direction of the comments. People seem to enjoy them (even more than the stories!) Also – I’m happy to be back online – I seem to have been blocked for quite some time from my own blog. Everyone else’s seemed fine.
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Festina Lente is a good one….and Carpe diem… and Tempus Fugit….. I’m no Latin scholar (though I did tutor a couple of my brothers when they were learning their altar-boy responses) but I’m glad you’re back online, that you don’t think my comments are a waste of time, and that you are slowly discovering a fit place for your light catcher. I finally decided to hang my light catcher from the piano lamp, since I never play piano at night. It makes beautiful rainbows on the adjacent wall in the afternoon, when I am most likely to be there.
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P.S. I think I will have to shut off the option of receiving comments from your site. More than 40 of umashankar and your responses came into my email today and that’s too much. I only wanted that option for immediate give and take of comments but now the inanity is driving me nuts.
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There are a number who do that – some once a week and some once a month. Half the time I have to re-read the story in order top recall it.
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Ad deum you la tiffy cat, you ven toot tam may-um…. (Latin)
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In Maine it’s Ad deum, queer lady fee cat, you went to town ma’am….(that last is 2 syllables as pronounced in the state of Alabama.)
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I’m so glad you understand Latin. We could perhaps one day hold a conversation. Dominus vobiscum to you.
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Et cum spiritu tuo……and day-o grassy ass….
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Lettuce prey… and save ass-holes.
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And now Lady Mondegreen has invaded your blog as well as mine…..
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I initially had to google Mrs Mondegreen and lo! I instantly felt a mumpsimus coming on. These terms look such fun; I always knew about Mrs Moppelgänger but not Lady Mondegreen!
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Could it be that Toby’s in a rut? Am I being unsympathetic? Yes, thank goodness nobody died (we weren’t privy to the news, so it doesn’t count).
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Thank goodness there were no bananas, otherwise he might have slipped on a skin and hit his head – fatally!
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Banana, coffee, news, toast. If he’s going to have a routine, it should surely, at the very least, be followed in alphabetical order!
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OMG! You’ve just ruined my mornings.
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The primordial cog missing form his life; no wonder he collapsed! Kids can do that to you.
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A missing primordial cog indeed!
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Coincidentally I also start my breakfast at four minutes to seven.
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I don’t know how you manage to fit everything in.
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I never said it was easy.
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