A secret weapon; eggs on toast

Sick of eggs on toast? Have eggs on bread.

I am in the process of convincing Tony not to become a professional prospector because I have no desire to be a single parent.  This week I am a single parent because Tony is working in Weipa. It gets worse; it’s the school holidays and it’s been raining most days bar the last two.  This week has hardened my resolve to convince Tony to stay home and I have a secret weapon – eggs on toast.

     Late last year when Tony was spending time with his mum who was terminally ill and then heading to TK in Townsville to help him through his exams, I stayed here with Seffy and Kibby.  After working with children during the day, I was mentally exhausted and not interested in making anything flash for dinner except eggs on toast which we had most nights .  The kids were not happy.

     So with Tony in Weipa, we’ve been eating a lot of eggs on toast (we have 9 chooks and 2 ducks).

"Or eggs on dahl on toast."

"Or eggs on leftover steamed vegies."

     However, my secret weapon hasn't been as effective as I had intended.  Since it is school holidays and the kids know their friends’ have nicer dinners, they’ve escaped eggs on toast by going for sleepovers.

     Naturally, I have banned sleepovers for the remainder of the holidays.  And, after two days of moderate sunshine, the rain has returned.