More Birthday Funkies

My nasal parts inhaled wafting aromas of breakfast-in-bed delights, awaking mine snooze, heralded by the wondrous appearance of my wife. Naked upon my crib, I received most graciously the platter upon which stood my eggs, bacon, herbed sausages and fried tomatoes. Tea and juice were next in line, awaiting the HEY-I'VE-JUST-BEEN-SUPPED! experience. The light of day soon expired their terminal tastiness.

Next, we traversed the rain drenched streets of Brisbane to embrace the café culture of Oxford Street. There we gobbled, wolfed, munched and devoured some delectable fodder amidst the company of friends. Most enjoyable.

To be continued...