Classical Breakfast through Tragedy [F]

I missed my first lecture of the year today. Noooooooooooo. My course was at eleven and it was five to when congested traffic started from Ellerslie to Remuera on the southern motorway, so I decided to cut my losses and forgo class. It would have taken me at least ten minutes till my turn-off not counting the drive to University, and another ten to fifteen minutes finding a parking space, and that’s if I was lucky. I made the most of my time at least and got some reading done. I knew I shouldn’t have made the best fried eggs on toast possible this morning, but the basil leaves and fried tomato from the garden with the pepper and Moroccan spices overpowered my better judgement! Too fancy, Fin.