as my Sunday morning nibble of choice (Wotsits) went down with the speed of
a train on the Bakerloo line heading South for Waterloo.
I started reading one of my many 'loves' -
'The happy eater'
column in the Food Monthly.
If you haven't already, nip out and get a copy of this Sunday's Observer...
before they get gobbled up.
I nearly choked on my glass of rose
(remind me one day to post a picture of my
empties lamp collection)
That man is a my sort of a bloke.
Must say though, on Masterchef this last week my heart missed a beat when he offered to make an honest lad of one of the contestants.
Oh no, don't say I have to add him to my many gay loves?"
Should I now give you an idea of the main thrust of his article?
Or leave you to see for yourselves?
Well I would...
however I just have to nip downstairs and trough my luncheon.