The Bottom is Out of the Universe

Banana and a cantucci biscuit

I had rather less tea than the usual deluge today. Perhaps that's what put me in mind of this Kipling poem:

“We had a kettle: we let it leak:

Our not repairing made it worse.

We haven't had any tea for a week…

The bottom is out of the Universe!”

I've posted it before, but since I found it, it's always rather stuck with me. Somehow it serves as a funny sort of reminder that so often when all goes upside-down with life, there was a small part of you that couldn't help but see it coming: it's just you went ahead and were a little reckless anyway, because you wanted it to be different.

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!