Ho ho ho. Sorry about that terrible pun, but it is 3am, and apparently we are in the middle of a coup.
I was just about to go to bed when the first news reports came through, so that plan was scuppered. We’ve been glued to the TV for the last few hours, but no-one actually seems to know what is going on.
Yesterday was a diet day, so by 3am, tummies were rumbling and we felt these were mitigating circumstances, so we have resorted to toast and marmite, and a glass of wine to wash it down. A girl’s got to keep body and soul together in these circumstances.
Normally, faced with a situation like this, I would do something useful, like cleaning the oven or doing the ironing, with one eye on the Beeb. As we are (should be?) going away on Sunday, those things are already done – look here’s the evidence:
One very clean, shiny oven. Even the fridge has been cleaned out and washed.
So here’s the recipe:
Coup Food (serves 2)
(You will need a toaster, one military coup and access to a TV)
4 slices bread
Butter for spreading
Toast bread, spread with butter and topping of choice. Watch telly, preferably with at least one cat to help with commentary.
More soon, back to the TV…