The Vulture eats between his meals
And that's the reason why
He very, very rarely feels
As well as you and I.
His eye is dull, his head is bald,
His neck is growing thinner.
Oh! what a lesson for us all
To only eat at dinner!
~ Hilaire Belloc
We played a new board game called Imagine If last night. It was a hoot. So were the Lindt chocolates. Imagine if ... I'd only stopped at one!
Still, it IS the holidays and what is a family board game without a warming beverage and a 'little something'. Charly also has a box of Cadbury Roses lurking in the pantry. She opened it tonight and contented herself with sorting her favourites and declaring that she, and no other (Mummy!), would consume the Strawberries and Cream. There is nothing quite as sweet as the anticipation evoked by an opened box of chocolates twinkling in their foil wrap. The lid even lifts up like a treasure chest. The vulture is circling.
