Sunday, September 26, 2010


I remember buying this lovely mug in Toowoomba a couple of years ago.
The fine porcelain made whatever drink I was having taste so much nicer.  The other day I poured boiling water into it - as I had done countless times before - and heard a sharp sound.  Then I saw the coffee puddling on the counter.  The mug had cracked all down the side.  Another good bye.

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