My first effort ...

... at making myself breakfast wasn't really successful. Steve was out in the field with the dogs as I got on with tea and toast, but then the door flew open, and Tali came in to check on me. There is no doubt they have picked up on my current weakness and she grabbed the toast off my tray, chewed it a couple of times before realising she didn't like my mother's home made blackcurrant jam, and she spat it out on the rug in front of the fire! But don't stress ... Asha, Mikey and Sammi were seconds behind her and the toast was demolished. I sulked and settled for a rich tea biscuit! (Stop laughing!!!)