There are, in my life, as I suspect there are in yours, some things I have a mild dislike of....cabbage, littering, rude people and getting a paracetamol stuck on my tongue when I am taking one, so that I taste its nastiness
Then there are things Ireallydont like such as Michael Winner, slugs, people hawking loogies on the pavement, marmite and Peter Stringfellow in a thong :eeek:
BUT there are two things that are the stuff of nightmares for me, that I have an intense hatred, nay abhorrence of, and thats bananas......and cold custard with a skin on it :crazy:
So what do I do yesterday, because I love my hubby and kids so very much....combined the fecking two of those things into their most favourite pud of all time........MANCHESTER TART!!!!!
For those that dont know (and here, I have to have a break whilst I steel myself)
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manchester tart is a pastry case (sometimes lined with a thin layer of jam, filled with chopped bananas, topped with custard which is then chilled until it goes cold and hard and gets......gulp....a skin on it (insert vomiting smily here)
my stomach churned like a cement mixer as they ate it, and i felt myself go all cold and clammy, and feel very VERY sick....rather like Im going now, just thinking about it.
So please PLEASE come and whisper me words of comfort, and stroke my brow soothingly, for I fear, that for showing my family the utmost sacrifice...I am mentally scarred for life.
Have any of you ever done anything SO selfless for your nearest and dearest??