Breakfast the Sixty-First

Honey Nut Cornflakes and Banana again.

I wonder if I'll ever grow out of enjoying sitting at the front of the top deck of double-decker buses? I feel genuinely miffed if a six-year-old beats me to the spot immediately above the driver. (That's the best place -- it's like you're actually driving the bus.)

It's just as well I enjoy the simple pleasures in life. I got a letter from the student loans company today. By my calculations, at my current rate of contribution, I'll have paid it off by the time I am 83.