Namur Castle, Shire was enjoying breakfast in the spacious, bright command post.
Outside the window, the continuous drizzle made the day cold and bleak, but inside, the room was warm as spring with the fire burning.
Breakfast consisted of bread, milk, jam, and a fragrant lemon-baked trout.
(The picture above shows lemon-baked trout, a specialty of southern Belgium.)
The food in Belgium was obviously much better than in France, many French armies couldn't even get enough bread, let alone a succulent lemon-scented baked fish.
However, this food seemed exclusive to Shire's troops; neither the British nor even Belgium's own troops had such treats.
Shire didn't focus on this, though. He casually picked at his food with a fork while reading the newspaper.
On Tijani's desk was a copy too, but this rich man was not accustomed to such breakfast, he hadn't touched the baked fish and only ate boneless tuna.
