With the weight of a big day of clay and earth bags ahead we got up early to treat ourselves to a nice breakfast at Made Cafe. It was a perfect spring morning, pink petals against blue sky. The staff at Made know Gracie well, to our shame, as the dog that hates trains. Situated opposite a train station, we provided the morning entertainment for our fellow breakfasters.Luckily they all had fluffy friends with leads fastened tightly to their hearts, so they found our blushes more hysterical than Gracie’s noise annoying.

As my egg yolk burst so did all my dreams of getting into food blogging. I realised Dylan was just too quick for me to snap a shot of his plate before the food miraculously disappeared with a blink into his belly.