Oil on canvas My partner likes fried eggs for breakfast, one morning I was frying his eggs, and it brought back memories of when I was a kid at school. We would have to take our lunch box as there were no kitchen or cooking facilities when the dinner bell rang we would all sit on the floor to eat our lunch. Almost every day I had a fried egg on rice, the other kids would say, ‘Ta fried egg again, you'll begin to start looking like a fried egg’, one day I was frying an egg and thought that would make a great face…