Pancake Day

Night time from Millennium Bridge, London


That was yesterday – technically.
1 day before Lent.
1 day of indulgence prior to..abstinence?
Pancakes with bacon, sugar and lime juice, strawberry, honey, maple syrup, Ben & jerry’s?

What am I giving up? Chocolates? That’s suicide. It’s not so much religious compliance, (not even a Christian, for goodness sake), it’s more cost-effective. Less money spent on double chocolate ship cookies. It’s not only heavenly pleasing, the absence of nutritional values, hence calories, makes it even more desirable.

Eating has become more than a necessity nowadays. Who could have known that it’s common to end up ravishing after 3 hours of dissecting smelly, embalmed cadavers? Maybe it’s the graceful, pressure-less, sliding of the scalpel? Perhaps the rushed, brutal scrapping of fatty layers from uncooperative rotund corpses? Or maybe because it’s an excusable diversion from studying?

Oh well, brain saturated with anatomy. Can’t you tell? I’m having a paddy (cockney English for mood).

Good luck with Lent people. There’s always the hollow chocolate easter eggs to look forward to!


Current music: Savage garden’s I knew I loved you.