I am a legend Baker

So, there I was sitting on my ace in my room, all clean, wondering what I can now do that does not involve drinking beer or touching a computer. I should have gone to gym, but I was feeling a bit lazy... So, looking at the tired bananas sitting above apple, I decided I would make Banana Bread. I then got thinking, that if I make Banana Bread, I might as well make some Milk Tarts. Thanks to scrapbook, I still had all of the recipes Jess and I looked up from when she was here. Awesome!

Callista suggested I start a Bakery, and John (Scarlet's great-grand nephew), suggested I call it 'Dirks Tarts'...

Anyway, I have classified myself as a legendary baker. Here are some of the 'fruits of my labour' (although, watch this if you have ever thought about whether we own what we create, intellectual property and have a spare 30mins - it is an interesting presentation about IP Law)

I made:

• 2 Banana Breads
• 3 and a retard Milk Tarts

This is the retard Milk Tart. He was sooo cute! I just ate him with Callista and John. He tasted great!

This is one of the plump milk tarts... notice he has a slightly burnt edge on the top... I don't know where he will go. I think he might go to the lab tomorrow.

Here is a pic of the three sister and a little Denzel.... You can see two of the Banana Breads younger brothers below my arm (and booze) hanging out with all my business contacts and laundry coins who spend most of their time chilling outside the boiler room.

As you can see, I am an excellent food photographer. I call this one 'Dysfunctional evolution of the sexes'. Notice how the (female) milk tart is surrounded by a halo of shinning light, while the (male) banana bread is separate, cut-up, slightly crumby, not knowing what to do with itself.

Well, as I am sure you can read from the crap I have just written, I am getting bored and sleepy. So Its time to go to bed! Sleep tight Milk tarts and banana bread. You have a big day of being shown around Southampton tomorrow (and being eaten).