Trifle

Paid Aunty Joan and uncle Alan a visit whilst in heywood. Resulted in Thomas asking for biscuits the second he walked through the door. A bizarre viewing of the snowman (to which we were sent home with the dvd despite my protests!) and an epic trifle from the local cake shop which my uncle watched in horror as they devoured it between them in about 5 seconds flat (I hate custard and soggy sponge so this was probably their first ever trifle as it is not a dessert I would ever choose to make!)