Sunday is about breakfast. If it’s done properly it can, like sex ( or so Sting says), last all day. 
Eating is only a part of Sunday breakfast as the spirit of the feast embraces much more. It’s to do with forgetting how dreadfully you behaved on Saturday night, or celebrating how well it all turned out. It can be a comforting time of selfishness or a martyrdom of selflessness when the rash thought of “I’ll cook breakfast for everyone” stops being a generous abstraction as the words tumble unintentionally from your lips. It is one of the pleasant moments when extreme youth and old age run parallel – incontinence is a bad moment, doing what the fuck you like with your food at breakfast is a good moment. All days are the same to me now, but a good breakfast coincided with Sunday today.
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Adore those photos Roger! We nicknamed these “smash eggs” when our kids were little. But smash eggs have never looked quite so simply elegant…
It was one of those times when the egg turns out perfectly. I made the boiled egg for the shot and the smashed egg for myself – luckily I had the forethought to take a picture before I wolfed it:)
Perfect breakfast
That’s how it felt:)
Good morning.. where’s my egg;) Have a lovely day.. I trust you had a great Saturday night!
Was it that obvious:)
hope it’s ok.. I quoted you today:D
Great compliment – thanks:)
Its about knowing you have time to enjoy the breakfast
I’m absolutely with you on that:)
Have an E for B
Isn’t unbelievable how advertising has changed. Even George Best sounded like Little Lord Fauntlero. Great clip:)
… and amazing how the slogan stays in your head forever!
Brainwashed with an egg wash:)
Breakfast with attitude, I like it, and the Sting reference is simply audacious.
Many thanks, Andy:)
Wish I could do eggs like that. It’s always a gamble for me. So I usually just fry them….
I think I had luck on my side:)
I need more luck then!
Egg yolk smeared on toast. Add some sausage and a bloody Mary and that would be my hangover breakfast.
All that’s left is to choose how to get the hangover:)
Wonderful eggy pictures (even though I don’t like eggs much) and your writing on breakfast made me laugh. I agree about the importance of Sunday breakfast – mine was an avocado rather than egg this morning, but for me equally enjoyable…..wish I’d photographed it now!
Weekdays, in fact most days, mine’s a banana:)
My tummy is rumbling.
Do you include black pudding in your breakfast?
Very noisy business, being hungry:)
Absolutely fantastic!
Thanks, Christian:)
I am vehemently *not* an egg-in-the-morning girl, but I love your photos! Wow…
Bananas are the norm for me, but I as I was doing pictures of eggs I ate it:)
Laughingly remember the many Sunday morning breakfasts I attended on a dear doctor/diplomat girlfriend’s verandah [no time during the week]: a huge side table from about 9.30 am on – sides of smoked salmon, legs of delightful ham, slices of rare roast beef, jars of Scandinavian anchovies, all those baguettes etc AND then eggs looking just as yours. Oh, champagne ‘diluted’ with orange juice for about 10/60 and then . . . Twilight oft encroached ere . . . Yes, beautiful photos . . . yours, I mean!!
Sounds wonderful:)
Old or young, hungover or not, that’s one lovely egg.
Old and not hungover agrees:)
Lovely egg.
Thanks, Rosemary:)
Oh my!
Wonderful writing, and you’ve actually made eggs look gorgeous. Well done.
Thanks for that and I loved the “woodys”:)
Roger, that is my favorite way to eat an egg.
For me also:)
Many of us have avoided eggs because of high cholesterol. But Dr.Oz, on his TV show, assures us that one egg a day is good for us.
That’s wizard that we have Oz’s approval:)
Roger
could not agree more. Sunday is the only day of the week I sit down to have breakfast.
It’s a strange habit, but one that I can’t get out of.
Well I lost you, you fell off my reader feeder again, I thought maybe you were busy and here you were all along, sitting eating breakfast and doing it all day long! Phew. When i am on holiday and my daughter arrives, she is the queen of breakfasts, she wakes up thinking about breakfast.. so i shall join you for a leisurely whatever the fuck i like.. and have a proper sit down. That will be in december, … not long now then.. c
I wondered where you’d got to. Good to hear from you:)
I was having a wee lie down.. c
Perfect!
Good egg:)
The eggs are perfectly done, I’m not a fan of runny eggs.
That’s my view too. I can eat most things, but runny egg white is anathema to me:)
Fabulous photo. I seem to have accidentally not been following last few posts. Damned clicky buttons.
That’s what they are – damned and clicky:)