MY TOAST FETISH
I could live off toast, I could eat it for breakfast, lunch, dinner and for any other snacks in between.  The only thing that goes on my toast is margarine, to put anything else on would take the scintillating taste of the toasted bread away.>>>

COFFEE
There is nothing better first thing in the morning than the aroma of a fresh mug of coffee.  As the hot steaming water hits the ground beans, the smell rises and quickly hits your nose.  It is then that your brain starts to waken as those sensory nerves arrive with the gratefully received news that your morning coffee has arrived. >>>

JACK
Every blade of grass had been accounted for. It was not a large patch of lawn, and the clear night sky meant that the moon was bright enough for Jack to count them individually. In the early night sky, he could see that the blades were all a deep lush shade of green, but Jack's experience told him that it was all about to change. Jack's was an extremely responsible job, and one that he took very seriously.>>>

NEW TEXT MESSAGE RECEIVED
I was quite pleased with my decorating when I had finished.  The tree did not look too tacky and had just the right amount of tinsel and baubles on it.  I had positioned the tree well enough away from the living room window, so that when I eventually drew the curtains, they wouldn’t catch and knock any of the decorations off.  As I stood up and admired my efforts, I heard my mobile vibrate off of the wooden dresser in my bedroom. >>>

"AND THE LIPS WE MAY TELL..."
“They’re at it again.  If you listen carefully you’ll be able to hear them.”  I held the handset against the soft carpet, so that Andrew could hear my parent’s shouting in the room below.  “They never used to argue.  This only started 3 days ago.” >>>