I park my car in my designated space in the University Car Park.
It is 7.30 am and a cold drizzly day.
Crisp autumn leaves now a layer of mashed soggy brown.
The car park is on a steep slope.
For breakfast I have an intentionally healthy combination.
It includes a banana and a large red apple.
As I get out the car I fumble with the keys and drop the apple.
It rolls under the car and determinedly down the hill, gathering pace.
By the time I get round the car it is bouncing its way towards the rhodedendron bushes.
Dilemma One - do I pursue an apple downhill handicapped by manbag and half put on jacket?
If I do I will be on security CCTV, - and the apple has now disappeared under a bush.
Dilemma Two - should I now ferret around in the bushes while also on CCTV?
So I reluctantly relinquish half my breakfast.
Existential Question - why couldn't it have been the banana I dropped??
Theological Reflection - what is it about apples, human frailty and a fallen world that frustrates our good intentions?
Thought for the Day - Was I meant to have a bacon roll instead?