This evening, after taking Romilly out to dinner at the finest of eating establishments, Hungry Jacks, I was invited back to Debs’ place by Romilly to have dessert. Despite the fact that I was sort of crashing a party, she had made the dessert, and really wanted me to have some. Romilly has a talent for getting her way, and I have a talent for getting sugar. We really should team up more often.

Romilly’s dessert: Jelly bean flavoured jelly (what other flavour would you expect?) and “Waspberry Nipple” icecream.

Luckily, dessert was peculiar by name only and contained neither jelly beans nor nipples.