Pepper's comment, on yesterday's post, that 'The Karma Bank may have something miniature for you this week...' had me hop, skip and jumping across the road to the post office at lunchtime today.
And indeed she was correct:
Oddly, enough, the minute I opened the package, I completely lost interest in my lunch, which sat there growing cold.
Because the real noms were laid out on the table above my boring old lunch from the freezer...complete with my very own Norwegian Blue! Thank you thank you thank you!
(*Just in case)