Bobeh took me for afternoon tea at the National Galleries the other day. It was ever so special and we felt oh so royal. Bob even looked like the princesses draped over Christ in the olden day golden paintings adorning the walls. Obvs covered her eyes when they started burning gingers by room three (1400s). Pre art gazing we feasted on a layer of finger sandwiches each (1 cream cheese and smoked salmon, 1 ham and mustard, 1 cucumber, 2 egg and cress for me as Bob left hers unguarded), a layer of scone, clotted cream and jam, and finalement a mini chocolate cake, a mini victoria sponge and some sort of blackcurrant chocolate covered jelly lolly.
We were almost fit to burst as we finished. I didn't even make it to Chaz's house without undoing the top of my high waisted shorts!
Oh almost forgot. We tipped our poor little tummies over the edge with Bob's secret stash.
Very Cruel Intentions. Don't worry, Mum. Just tic tacs. xxxxxxxxx
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