My first proper day as a 100 mile dieter began when I returned home following a 24 hour shift at work (I kid you not) and realised I couldn't take a lovely hot mug of Earl Grey into the bath with me.
Bollocks, I thought, I'll have to make do with a refreshing mug of Hawthorn leaves that our dear friend, Barbara, had picked for us, instead.
A strange sort of brew, Hawthorn leaves. I sank back in the water and stirred to the aroma of fruit and freshwater fish, leaving me with a curious sensation, a taste in my mouth that made me wonder if I had just consumed apple juice and trout oil in equal measure.
I duly fell asleep and dreamed of rosehips.
Rob x
Bollocks, I thought, I'll have to make do with a refreshing mug of Hawthorn leaves that our dear friend, Barbara, had picked for us, instead.
A strange sort of brew, Hawthorn leaves. I sank back in the water and stirred to the aroma of fruit and freshwater fish, leaving me with a curious sensation, a taste in my mouth that made me wonder if I had just consumed apple juice and trout oil in equal measure.
I duly fell asleep and dreamed of rosehips.
Rob x
It's about time you started drinking beer.
ReplyDeleteIt's delicious and nutricious and there's a brewery just down the road.
I'm sure they'll tell you if their hops are grown locally and the water is probably sucked from the mighty river Thames.
When you have beer you don't need anything else.