Gecko eating cream cheese

Blue Cow is the cream cheese available, thanks to French influence. I take the tin foil covered pre-packaged portion, a butter knife and savoury biscuits with me, to sit in front of the tv. Having eaten all my biscuits, the now empty foil and the knife are still sitting on the coffee table. Its glass top low table pulled up close to me, as I am lazy as I find out from BBC, if the world is still out there.
Heard tap tap, in gentle metallic rhythm. Looked down at table, only 2 inch from my elbow, is a fat bellied gecko licking the knife. Sensibly licking it from the blunt edge into the centre of knife. Tiny little tongue, leisurely getting the left over cheese. Did I see a look of decadence and enjoyment of western products in the little reptile’s eye?

The gecko ignored me and kept on dining.

Can’t be good for his or her diet is all I thought, as I looked back to watch the news.
Tap ..... tap ....... tap ........ tap