Toasts

So you want my love story? I could be flippant and tell you how my deep love and appreciation of toast has deepened over three subsequent lockdowns.
How toast became my go to when home working stupid hours, or feeding my home schooling child. How I wish I had shares in Warburtons, or airmiles for every slice consumed. Toast was comfort and normality in a scary "new normal"world.
It wouldn't be too much of a push to say that toast helped save my sanity in crazy times.
So I raise a toast to the toast.A love story of sorts.
There is another love story here, but it is a work in progress. It was unexpected and intense, and helped get us both through lockdown. Now here we are on the other side, and trying to negotiate our way through the minefield that is Road Map Britain.
Can we make it work, this side of the Zombie Apocalypse? 
I hope so, I really hope so...



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