The cake monster

If it hadn't been for Ellen's attempt to cram a huge slab of chocolate cake - the remnants of Ewan's post-birthday cake - this would probably be a photo of a doodle of me with my head exploding, drawn as I sat in front of my computer at work trying to make the bloody thing work. It did eventually.

Ellen, on the other hand, couldn't fit this wedge into her gob and, as predicted, couldn't finish it either.