Scrub fork clean for a bit of breakfast

Usage examples of cornflake.

I plopped contents into cornflake bowl and set to eating, eyes off the food, teeth working mechanically.

He dumped the cornflakes in a bowl, covered them with milk, found a spoon, and carried his breakfast to the kitchen table.

Milk and cornflakes slopped across the scarred white plastic of the tabletop.

Rydell said, nodding in the direction of the carport and spooning cornflakes into his mouth.

Just want you to know that you were the centre of our lives, and no decision in that house, from what kind of cornflakes we ate right up to where we would go on holidays, was made without thinking of you.

You sprinkle mind-deadening drugs in their cornflakes, or do you mesmerize them with those phony yellow eyes?

A packet of rice and another of cornflakes joined the mess on the floor.

I located her with Loricroft and Glenda, eating cornflakes in the Loricroft kitchen.

For Larry she poured cornflakes into a bowt, sliced a banana over the cereal, and filled a jug with milk.

Leaving his newspaper to confide its black tidings to the fag ends in the wastepaper basket and his mail to gather what dust it wished upon the doormat, Neville the part-time barman flip-flopped away up the Swans twenty-six stairs to his cornflakes and a cup of the blackest of all black coffees.

And then I crumpled the letter up because I realized I was in serious danger of turning into one of the Colonel Blimp types who sat around me in considerable numbers, eating cornflakes or porridge with their blimpish wives, and without whom hotels like the Old England would not be able to survive.

Home again I drank coffee, ate cornflakes, talked to Harve, talked to Jogger ('Didn't say a dicky bird down the boozer.

On the outside was stencilled Kellogg's Cornflakes, 12 x Family Size and on the inside it was half filled with the same sort of jumble which was lying around the room.

He was given a box of cornflakes, a greasy dish of home fries, a scoop of scrambled eggs, a piece of toast as cold and hard as a marble gravestone, a halfpint of milk, a cup of muddy coffee (no cream), an envelope of sugar, an envelope of salt, and a pat of fake butter on a tiny square of oily paper.

I look inside: a Gillette Mach3 razor, two packets of blades, a bar of Cusson's soap, some shaving foam, a bunch of bananas, a packet of cornflakes and five phonecards.