Wednesday, 30 May 2012
I Live Next Door To Mary Berry.
I cracked on with everything including charging all phones, cameras and video camera (I am actually surprised that National Grid haven't contacted me accusing me of having a cannabis factory).
It was at this moment I think I slipped into a slight coma as we moaned and groaned in appreciation at the light fluffy and lemony (not sure if that's a word but anyway) sponge.
It just goes to show you. A little bit of what you fancy really does do you good.
I will leave you with the photo I took inbetween dribbling and making weird noises. xxxxxxxx