Bacon

A little while ago, April 1st actually, fellow blogger SNiP had a little post about bacon. This got me thinking that I hadn’t had bacon in at least two days. Shamefully really.

So I bought some.

“Verily,” you say “that can’t be it. Surely thine tale continues.”
“Indeed,” I assure you “more doth follow”

You people do say “verily”, right?

There’s only so much one person can eat at any given time. To freeze the bacon and ration my supply, I set out to wrap it up as four-piece portions in cling wrap. Thus allowing me to unravel the roll slightly, pry off a portion of bacon while still preserving the rest, safely sealed away under layers of cling wrap.

“Is that it?” you pose.
“Nay! Dear readers,” I exclaim, “that was nary but an extended foreward; the heart of the post lay directly before ye”

I had decided to surprise myself. Completely forgotten, I had at random intervals, sealed away an extra slice of bacon so that, on occasion, I would be delighted with not four, but five slices of bacon.

“Brilliant,” you exclaim, “medals all around!”

And that made my morning.