Lazy Sunday Morning

The day started, as all lazy morning’s should, with a cup of tea, while we sat up in bed and watched the the news of the world on TV in the caravan.   Muffy then started squawking loudly at us, “Get up, you lazy bones, get out of bed”.  It happens every morning.  There are loud meows till we are out of bed, showered, and dressed, and then she settles down quietly on the couch and goes back to sleep.  Obviously she prefers us down in the living area of the caravan once it is day light, up and ready to give her the attention she demands, and not lazing about in the bedroom end. 

We were making our hosts a cooked Sunday breakfast.  Not necessarily the type of “big breakfast” that Geoff has such a fondness for, with bacon, eggs, and all the works.  No, we had decided on something a bit different, and made pancakes in our waffle iron.  Robin poured the mixture into the hot waffle iron, closed the lid, cooked them  for the prescribed time, then lifted each waffle carefully out, placing them one on top of each other in a stack.  Meanwhile, I was kept  busy preparing the fruit, whipping the cream, and ferreting about in the cupboard for our bottle of maple syrup – I knew it was there somewhere.

Robin cooking pancakes in the caravan

Eileen had set the dining table for our breakfast and we carried the various dishes inside.  Now, what have we here?  Pancakes, peaches, strawberries, whipped cream, and maple syrup.  It looks good enough to eat, don’t you think?  So we did, and finished off our lazy Sunday morning with a fancy coffee, expertly made by Geoff. 

Geoff and Eileen waiting for breakfast

Next time we cook Sunday breakfast for our hosts, we’ll make sure we make it a traditional Big Breakfast – after all, Geoff has a reputation of being a Big Breakfast connoisseur!