Immoral Earnings

My husband treated me to lunch today with his gambling winnings. I can only assume he didn't win a lot.

Secretly, I do feel a bit glamorous eating my lunch from these cartons. I blame overexposure to The Lost Boys at an impressionable age. You never got them when I was young, everything came in a tin tray from the takeaway.

I would like to assure you that it was noodles, and not worms I was eating.

Incidentally the Lost Boys soundtrack turned up today as well.