“… a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough,
A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse - and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness -
And Wilderness is Paradise enow.”
Well, the bread has transmogrified into a cake from the farmers’ market, the book of verse into the latest Mick Herron, the Thou buggered off some time ago, but the flask – the flask is a big BIG mug of hot choc, made by melting Dark Couverture buttons into hot milk, with half a teaspoon of cinnamon, and half a teaspoon of ginger.
And my sofa is paradise enow.