My Arch-nemesisI lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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Pastry related products are my nemesis.The bastards give me chronic heartburn; I've got to be so bloody careful with pastry.
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Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Thu 6 May 2010, 13:16,
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