Freedom

The other day, while on my way to a beach party held by my friend, Sir M***** B*****, in my new Audi, I found myself wondering what it would be like to be released from prison after a lengthy incarceration. Exhilarating, of course, but also confusing and frightening. Having to decide what to eat three times a day?! As a best-selling author, I only have to consider breakfast, as lunch and dinner are usually taken with my editor or publicist or as a guest of someone famous or important. This morning I am having a pot of darjeeling (first flush) and a seagull's egg with some bread from the antiques market and a small glass of Chinese prune juice. Ah, there's the postman! Only one sack of mail today?