We have a little Sunday morning ritual. I tootle off to Mass at St Mary of the Angels in Bolton-le-Sands at 9-00am, then bring in bacon butties from the Munch Box for brekkie on my way back.
If you don't know, the Munch Box is one of the finest dining establishments in Lancashire, great bacon butties, a great chinwag and usually a good laugh while your choice of breakfast butty is being freshly prepared to order. It's situated in the lay-bye on the A6 at Bolton-le-Sands with wonderful views across the Bay to the Lake District mountains.
Last night, recovering from yet another political gathering in London, I was lounging in the west wing, enjoying a reviving glass of Laphroig while Mrs B gently snoozed in her armchair, and on came Eddie Izzard in a series about his heroic marathon jaunt last year for Sport Relief. Very sensibly he stops at the Munch Box for a refuelling stop proving that he is a man of taste and discernment. Here is his visit to the Munch Box from his video diary:
That was a lovely bacon, black pudding and tomato butty this morning Bob, many thanks, and I look forward to seeing your "By Appointment to His Izzardness" plaque going up above the hatch.