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Weekend breakfasts, courtesy of Mum.
The first was in Brentwood. Good value at £3.95.
The second one was at a local supermarket before I left, which offered a Full Breakfast, and further down the list in smaller font a little breakfast.
This was the little breakfast. Across the table is Dad's omlette. He never takes Mum out for breakfast because he has no appetite in the morning, hence her craving for it. But when I am there to join her, he scarfs it down quite happily.
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