Breakfast the Ninety-Fourth

Doppelganger shreddies and banana.

I stumbled accross this glorious Rudyard Kipling verse a while ago. Today was a frantic, only-managed-half-a-cup-of-tea sort of a day, so I can sympathise:

We had a kettle: we let it leak:

Our not repairing it made it worse.

We haven't had any tea for a week…

The bottom is out of the Universe!