Well it was actually the Last Breakfast but I thought The Last Supper would sound better as a title.
It's the P's last day at the farm and everybody is sad. Or just very sleepy?
This was the best breakfast ever, which cheered us up a bit. Toasted bread (in leftover five spice roast turkey wings fat? I can't remember), tomato, lettuce, cucumber, basil, (maybe garlic, did we?), homemade cheese, coffee.
But... I have another sad news. I thought this day would never dawn, but it did. I'm out of Aussie pictures!! Oh nooooo.... sad. What are we going to do now? I'll have to drag Marie's Suitcase around Japan for a while. Let's see. Anyway... these have been three great months of blogging, thank you for all the fantastic comments, you are all very very genki people, thank you.