I nearly washed them down the sink. So ungrateful. 😆

I cried because I am especially weepy today. But gosh, we should all leave more messages like this around our homes...

Oh, she was a key (if unknowing) part of the Christmas joy. We merrily toasted her, repeatedly, and with much affection every year.
(A tradition I intend to continue...) *beams*

I didn't know I cared for sherry, tbf, until John introduced me to it as a surreptitious cooking accompaniment. 😂 I think it depends on the company. We were gregarious co-chefs, and a snifter helped with the creativity.

John always used to make them. He'd either call me and tell me to make a wish or I'd go over and help him mix stuff up, and we'd drink too much sherry and nonsense dance around the kitchen like fat little bears.

I'm pro-clootie. Do you sherry with it?

The flour etc is next week.
Today is just putting stuff in to soak, I think.
(I will need sherry at all stages of this process...)

"Soft drinks? I have... My flat 'hangover' Coke in the back of the fridge..."

Oh this is brilliant! THANK YOU