Vince and I don't have breakfast together anymore in the week because he now leaves very early for work, where he starts chatting to France, many hours head of us. So weekends require special breakfasts, and for this one I made some biscuits. And yes, the freezer is now full of them...not before he ate six, though.
Warm, buttered biscuits.
And strong coffee, with weekend whipped cream on top.