I miss the plain ol' ordinary stuff. I do not hanker for posh food in rich sauces or the slabs of cake from the Garden Centre cafes. I miss marmalade and I miss crisps sandwiches on fresh Warburtons white. I dream about salad cream, and onion rings. Weetabix looks heavenly in my son's bowl. Isn't it strange? I know it is the carb addiction raising its ugly head but I thought it would be the highly sugared foods I would miss but you can keep your biscuits and cake and your Ben and Jerry's, just gimme that puff pastry hat on that steak pie and I would be in seventh heaven.
There is one caveat to all this. When it comes to Jaffa Cakes well, there is always one exception to every rule.
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