I love a bit of cake!

Mmm, I love a bit of cake! But not the whole cake, oh no. Had first gym training session in ages yesterday and aching a bit today, but have somehow managed to lose 9kg in the past year! So celebrated my failure to enter onto my GP surgery's obesity register (latest QOF points-win-prizes initiative) by eating some Tunnocks teacakes, you know, the sweet soft biscuit covered in sticky marshmallow and chocolate. Mmm indeed.

Had some nice cakes at the weekend when I was in Wales for a friend's 30th birthday. They had a 1940s themed party and we attempted to do one of those murder mystery game things, although we accidentally failed to do the bit where we were supposed to work out the murderer ourselves. Nobody was really bothered who the murderer was though, as the "victim" was supposedly the greatest mime artiste in France and hence all of Europe. Not sure whether I hate mimes as much as I hate clowns, but they are all part of the same creepy family. The French seem to love these silent creatures, and you can't move in Paris without being followed by one of the damn things. Not funny. I say shut them all in a box, but a real box, not an imaginary one, so they can't just pretend to be trapped. Anyway, I digress. 1940s wartime murder mystery parties are a great excuse to be very non-PC and there was much banter going on, all jolly good fun. Also, since I was suppposed to be a busty Danish art-dealer, an excuse to get out the corset, and about 4 of the others there ended up trying it on afterwards and deciding to get their own, so I think I ought to get commission off of Eternal Spirits! Anyone who wants to get one (or just look at some, eh male readers...) can see here.