Briony May Williams

So I wake the daughter up, get her kind of at least in the process of, you know, waking up.

And then I come down, let the dog out for a wee, make a cup of tea and make Nora's breakfast because she then has breakfast in bed as if she's some sort of Downton Abbey princess.

Again, the joys of being an only child.

I'm like, I'll bring your breakfast up if you want.

I don't mind.

I like having my cup of tea in bed.

So if you want to have your breakfast in bed, I'm all right with that.

She will have a bowl of cereal or some toast, maybe like a little, a bit of jam on there.

Oh, sorry.

God, yeah.

And you're not interested in general days.

My bad.

Yesterday, specifically, it was a bowl of Crave.

The Aldi version of Crave, which I think is called like crazy or something.

Like it's very close to the word Crave.

It's like a puffy cereal with like Nutella in the middle, basically.

You know, not in any way healthy.

No, I know.

She should be having something much more respectable, like lemon curd on toast or something.

A pheasant, yes.