I resisted buying anything treaty or sweety in Marks and Spencer this evening, even though there were many "let's get rid of this Christmas stuff" offers on. I was proud of myself.
Then, just now, Scott from upstairs returned the four chairs he'd borrowed for the dinner party he'd had last night. "How do you feel about sticky toffee pudding?" he asked.
"I'm unambivalently in favour of it," I said. Well, you're going to get that kind of reply from me if you catch me watching Jeeves and Wooster.
So, it seems the universe doesn't want me to be without sugar tonight. It looks like good pudding, too :)
