"What I’d do without you, Amelia?" The needy neighbour exclaimed, leaving the room.

A poem about pudding.

Following on from my diasastrous week at work, my equally disastrous weekend continues …

Potatoes start to fall from the sky!

Striking yellow gold in the garden.

They are a rare breed and must be treated in the way to which they have become accustomed.

Here are some reason’s I like pudding!!!

Do people wonder how you can mix certain foods together…and eat them…and consider the mixture to be tasty? Well, here’s one explanation….

A four-year-old’s adventure, sharing his food with friends and getting expelled.

Observations.