From the Spread Eagle Hotel

An early breakfast for three of our guests this morning was thrown into chaos by four other guests, who hadn’t asked for an early breakfast turning up at the same time. Five eggs (amongst other things) to cook. Placed five egg rings on the griddle, broke five eggs into them. One burst - oh well, it happens. I went downstairs, fetched a few more eggs and found that, in my absence a second one had burst. I moved it out of the way and as I did so, a third one went “pop”. Egg-sploded with the yolk flying in the air and landing… on top of the fourth one. That was totally unegg-spected. Whether the reaction was egg-sothermic I don’t know egg-zactly, but it caused a fair about of egg-zasperation and a few muttered egg-spletetives. The supply of eggs being egg-zausted, I went downstairs and got some egg-stra ones.

Egg-zit stage left.