|  | | Friday 14th (Ruairi's story) | | | | | I woke suddenly at 7am to the sound of Fraser stomping about the house. I went to make some toast as normal however there was no bread left as Fraser had eaten it all with his normal 6 slices!!! So I thought as a change I would have French bread toasted with marmite J. My toast was ready for the marmite. I reached in expecting a glass jar but discovered the new squeezzee tube!! I was thrilled to find that I would never have to spend hours trying to get marmite out with a knife and end up with enough to just spread about half of the bread. However as usual Fraser had used so much marmite on his toast that I couldn’t get anymore marmite out of the tubing. It came to 8:30 and the cab pulled up with the license plate saying fresh and had a dice on the mirror. He was a friendly chap with a satellite navigation system that told you whether the traffic was moving slowly or at a normal rate. As usual it was toned into a woman’s voice (nagging)!!
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