Thursday 19 October 2006: Breakfast Time..Hands that tell me five to nine..
As a kid back in the eighties eating ReadyBrek on the carpet in front of a gasping old gasfire before rushing off to the bus queue for school, I never ever dreamt of having breakfast atGluckundseligkeit
How soft and privileged and spoilt and bourgeois I have become..
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