Coffee, meat, ghosts

Ahh.. the coffee at Copper, be glad that you don't get the stuff we make for ourselves, notice the bumper sized can of instant coffee in the background, it's amazing how quickly we can go through the stuff.
I like mine made with hot milk, 3.5 sugars & 2 coffees - Neil, 1.5 sugars & 2 coffees.
what's with the .5 sugar business. Get a life and make it with a round number of sugars is what I think.
Anyways... I am still not able to eat meat in it's proper form since the quail incident (got quail as a treat for lunch and just saw 2 little birds with broken necks)... if it's been mashed up (sausage or burger) then I can fool myself! but not when it's identifiable as meat!!
Well since then I have been getting a sore tummy, Neil says it's because I am dying from lack of meat. Tonight he was feeding me pheasant sausage and when I said I didn't want anymore he got thick & has informed me of his intention to relinquish my title of head food taster (oh the quality control jobs are always the most tedious) he reckons my taste buds have gone on holiday!
Well back to the plot... there is a job going of head food taster cause I may die of lack of meat, or the more likely, Neil is going to put me under the patio!
I will then be a ghost, for almost the 2nd time today,
that brings me on nicely to my little link of jingle bells... click and have a listen to it
till next time!