NORTHERN PLANNER

Some days are better than others, some days are worse. Most days are pretty much ordinary and slip by unnoticed.

The first cup of tea is always the best, naturally made a little more special using a properly warmed pot

Porridge for breakfast

 
But jazzed up with some rhubard compote. Yes, it looks revolting but it tastes like heaven. Porridge is, of course, the breakfast of champions, complex carbs with all that slow release energy, which was much much required for:

Sitting in a room, putting things on a wall and tapping away on a quaintly out of date laptop

Producing nothing worthwhile in the first hour or so apart from some wall magnet art, thankfully making some sort of progress eventually, to be celebrated by more tea

 And that is an average morning in the achingly, dynamically hip life I lead. Bet you Soho, Shoreditch and Madison Avenue lot don't feel so pleased with yourselves now eh?

In updated news, work's very own chef made Prawn Laksa for lunch. Nothing ordinary about that. Like I've said, ordinary moments can be made special with a little effort.