every morning, we owt fail, 6 301sh, im in the kitchen, 2 frying pan job, giving it what for, same time im shifting dog crap off the garden, mucking out the ferrets, pup at my feet blarting fer summat to eat, so does her a fried egg, and she feks off , so waste not want not, it goes back on my plate, waffles, sausages, eggs, bacon, fried bread, tin of tomatoes, eh, gotta look after yaself, then my lady gets up, around 91sh. asking if ive had breakfast yet, not yet i says, ive been busy wi pup, so i get another breakfast, spud more than a pig, and still retain my youthfull figure