For weeks, I have been trying to remember something.
Nothing of any major importance, just something of yesteryear that would not come to mind.
Suddenly, tonight, it did.
The Lincoln Biscuit.
Gone, but not forgotten.
Although, if it had been ‘not forgotten’, I wouldn’t have spent the last few weeks trying to remember what it was.
Some odd things come to mind at times, don’t they?
I can’t remember the last time I had a Lincoln Biscuit. I can’t remember what they actually tasted like, but somewhere in the back of my mind, I must have enjoyed them.
A quick internet search has told me that they are no longer available in my part of the world, for reasons I have yet to fathom.
Which is mightily inconvenient, if you ask me, considering I could do with one right now. Sigh. Never mind.
I’ll look for something else instead.