I remember finding out what “elevenses” were and how civilized I thought it was. Can you imagine my delight in finding out it was another time to eat! Yum. Tomorrow I go to my tax accountant for this year’s taxes. It makes me want to do elevenses all over the place. I always feel somehow that I’m being sent to the principal’s office for a thorough cavity search for hidden sweets. I always leave the accountant’s office feeling somehow dirty yet relieved that it is over for another year.