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Monday, 13 December 2010

Flute of champagne in hand...


the waiter said "One moment Madam, let me get the canapes"
Canapes I thought, I don't usually get canapes here!
With that the door opened and in walked my son with a tray of...
Yes, you've guessed it...
Cheesy Wotsits.

I did say I would let you in on my other secret...
Cheesy Wotsits.

The addiction is so advanced I fantasise about winning the lottery...
no million pound house for me, no gas-guzzling motor, no round the world trip...
just a room stuffed from floorboard to ceiling with Wotsits...
not unlike those ball filled play rooms you see in the Swedish four letter word stores.




4 comments:

  1. Oh Lettice.....I thought you had much better taste than Wotsits! They stick to the teeth, are like fluff in the mouth......each to their own, I suppose.
    Walkers ready salted are my champagne - I could get drunk very easily on those!

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  2. Its Pringles for me .... if I have one, I have the whole tube. Lethal!

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  3. All of those things you saw are my Christmas gift to my sister. She does how a few more items from T and S as I spend £10 on her from me and then £2.50-£3.00 each from the childrem. It's just the way we do things in our house. A little something each from the children too.In fact next year I am handing their present spending money to them as they want to get in on the thrift act too!
    Lisa x

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  4. yech.... hate wotsits.... love champagne.. and kettle crisps.. tee hee.

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