Some days this blog writes itself, and other days, I can barely think of two words to put together. Today is one such day. And so I give you an image of Elvis by Alfred Wertheimer for no other reason than it’s beautiful. My Mum used to play Elvis songs loud and often in the house when we were kids. Return to Sender was on regular repeat. I thought Priscilla was so beautiful, (I was a huge Dallas fan) and even though I hated bananas, (still do) I loved the idea of a peanut butter and banana sandwich.