Death by cake...experimental Thursday...

Cake was the theme... so cake it is..... and we have all eaten so much we over acted and dropped to the floor...making use of one's new tripod in the process ...
See how painfully my leg is bent back... see Eve's glazed expression... I tell you we are like the VON TRAPP family !!! without the singing and Jim being forced to join the 3rd Reich.(some say he is in it,living with me) ....

I have a story for a blipper,she has a new top box on her car and is really proud of it,and as a top box goes,it is indeed a good and decent top box to be sure.. so Mrs Unremarkable here is the story...
Myself and my friend Liz,and my Zoe and Eve (I was 20 weeks pregnant with Lucy) and Lizzes babies Georgie,Hugo and Basti (Sebastien) went on a road trip to a caravan park.... it was April,freezing cold but we did not care... we were armed with a brand new 7 seater car and the MOTHER of all top boxes... it was MASSIVE.. we had a great 3 days away in North Devon.... brilliant... Liz was violated by Tweetie pie.... I tried telling her it was a man dressed as Tweetie pie on a stag do,but she had been on the drink and was determined it was indeed a resort fun person.. well after they had a minor tussle she did in fact believe me...ANYWAY we packed up,shoved all the dirties in bags and wotnot and some stray bits we shoved inside the top box to pack it out,closed it up and set off.... we trundled up the M5 back to the Midlands,when Liz says 'Janey... there is a car following us flashing his lights like crazy and waving and flapping...' so I screach.. 'DO NOT STOP.. HE WANTS HIS WAY WITH ME... OR HE WANTS TO STEAL THE NEW TOP BOX...' ... anyway as we keep watching him in the mirrors we see a pair of Lizzies knickers come flying off the roof and land right IN HIS LINE OF VISION on his windscreen..... then a sock....... then another..... as safely as possible Liz pulls over and LO'the top box is flapping open and next to have flown out was to be my pyjama bottoms which had a sauce stain on them from a bacon sarnie..... most unsavoury.
He did not of course 'want his way with us' he was kindly trying to get us to stop so he could tell us that a pair of dirty knickers,which incidentally we worked out were 3 days dirty and I reckon he wished he never tried to help us....
I just want to warn you,I have loads of horror stories from road trips......