The town of Shallowfield sat on the southern edge of the Finchbottom Vale and it had always relied largely upon forestry and agriculture for its prosperity, sitting as it was sandwiched between fertile farmland and the Dancingdean Forest.
This
was reflected in Addison’s Cafe where Forester Paul Dyer was having breakfast
with his farm labourer girlfriend Ellie Dyke.
Paul
had just started tucking into his full English breakfast when Ellie finished
her second bowl of muesli.
She
had her phone on the table in front of her propped up against the flower vase and
she was reading an article.
“Apparently
today is “Eat What You Want Day”” she said.
“That’s
good, because that’s just what I’m doing” he retorted.
“Yes,
but you do that every day” Ellie pointed out.
“Quite
right” he agreed.
“Shouldn’t
everyone’s day be like that?”
“I
don’t think it’s about prohibition” she said.
“It’s
more about awareness.”
“Well,
I’m aware it’s about the Nanny state” he retorted.
“I
think it’s more about getting people to think about their health and wellbeing”
Ellie said in her best patronizing tone as she patted his hand.
“Well,
my health and wellbeing would be served by not trying to make me feel guilty
about food all the sodding time?” he replied and laughed out loud.
“I’ll
get you some more toast, shall I?”
“Yes
please” he replied with a grin.
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