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NO! We must not loose this! We saved the Melton Mowbray Pork Pie ...

Rule Britannia!

Good while it lasted, back to giving the kids speed again... just to annoy the missus.

Absolutely - we must fight those dastardly [...checks article to see who is responsible for attempting to ban the Battenberg...] British.

That looks disgusting

Thought it was some kind of Lego first

Obviousman wrote:That looks disgusting

Heathen!

What!?
Hands off Battenberg for chrissake! I liked it very much when I was in that part of northern Europe! 'Tis a good food!

Ewwwwww........marzipan

Brideoffrankenstein wrote:Ewwwwww........marzipan

Heathen!

Brideoffrankenstein wrote:Ewwwwww........marzipan

Very very very little intakes of marzipan can be good (am not a sweet-eater myself, but I happen, every now and then, to munch tiny bits dark chocolate and marzipan-related food ) - at least for the mood

smiscandlon wrote:

Brideoffrankenstein wrote:Ewwwwww........marzipan

Heathen!

Yes, that's me

My mum used to make easter cake with marzipan - a really heavy fruitcake loaded with sherry, slathered in apricot jam, then covered in a 1/4" of marzipan. The best bit was peeling the icing off, eating the fruit cake, and then nomnomnoming the icing at the end.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmarzipan...

EvilBastard wrote:My mum used to make easter cake with marzipan - a really heavy fruitcake loaded with sherry, slathered in apricot jam, then covered in a 1/4" of marzipan. The best bit was peeling the icing off, eating the fruit cake, and then nomnomnoming the icing at the end.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmarzipan...

I need those chemicals

Given that they're only worried about kids getting hyperactive (which would be a switch - anything that gets the little b@stards out of bed and up the chimneys were they belong should be welcomed, not shunned), can't we just slap an 18 certificate on Battenburg? There would be a thriving trade in underground pastries ("Pssst, kid - what you want? I've got Battenburg, iced fancies, and if you're ready for the hard stuff, almond slices"), new words would enter our lexicon (doing cake="chasing the Kipling"), and Chris Morris could become the Drug Czar as we always knew he should be.

Might put an end to all this binge-drinking they seem so worried about these days.

EvilBastard wrote:Given that they're only worried about kids getting hyperactive (which would be a switch - anything that gets the little b@stards out of bed and up the chimneys were they belong should be welcomed, not shunned), can't we just slap an 18 certificate on Battenburg? There would be a thriving trade in underground pastries ("Pssst, kid - what you want? I've got Battenburg, iced fancies, and if you're ready for the hard stuff, almond slices"), new words would enter our lexicon (doing cake="chasing the Kipling"), and Chris Morris could become the Drug Czar as we always knew he should be.

Might put an end to all this binge-drinking they seem so worried about these days.

Brideoffrankenstein wrote:Ewwwwww........marzipan

@ BOF - I am SO with you on that one - that stuff is dis-gus-ting

EvilBastard wrote:Given that they're only worried about kids getting hyperactive (which would be a switch - anything that gets the little b@stards out of bed and up the chimneys were they belong should be welcomed, not shunned), can't we just slap an 18 certificate on Battenburg? There would be a thriving trade in underground pastries ("Pssst, kid - what you want? I've got Battenburg, iced fancies, and if you're ready for the hard stuff, almond slices"), new words would enter our lexicon (doing cake="chasing the Kipling"), and Chris Morris could become the Drug Czar as we always knew he should be.

Might put an end to all this binge-drinking they seem so worried about these days.

Binge-Drinking - what is this please - I know not to what you refer

Andy TG wrote:Binge-Drinking - what is this please - I know not to what you refer

Beats my two pair, but apparently the yoof of bri'an like to spend their leisure-time drinking something called Binge. Probably a variant of White Lightning produced by the same people who brought you Happy Shopper Cola. Has led to all sorts of problems, so I hear. I never saw the point of it myself - we were happy enough drinking 73 pints of snakebite and black round the back of the Coach & Horses when we were 14 - no such thing as Binge drinking in our day.

Honestly, the young people today, they have no idea how lucky they are. Bring back National Service and flogging, I say - that'll teach 'em a few lessons they won't soon forget.

Now, where's my Daily Telegraph...

I need a spanking

Marzipan = *shudder*.

Nan & Gramps used to send marzipan fruits in our Xmas packages when my bros and I were wee ones - always gave 'em to Dad (a.k.a. the human garbage disposal) to eat, as we found them insufferably vile.

SINsister wrote:Dad (a.k.a. the human garbage disposal)

Hey!!..i resemble that comment

SINsister wrote:Marzipan = *shudder*.

You and me are SO not gonna get on.

Only we already get on, but back to the subject.

While I'm proud to live in a proper European country, this kinda thing is a bit of a bridge too far. It's right up there with the hoo-hah over bananas not too long ago, ain't it?

EvilBastard wrote:My mum used to make easter cake with marzipan - a really heavy fruitcake loaded with sherry, slathered in apricot jam, then covered in a 1/4" of marzipan. The best bit was peeling the icing off, eating the fruit cake, and then nomnomnoming the icing at the end.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmarzipan...

That'd be a simmnel cake....atop the marzipan layer should be 11 balls of marzipan representing the 11 disciples. Traditional given to children who were in service by the housekeeper, to take home to their mothers on Mothering Sunday when they went back to their mother church.

Ta daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

weebleswobble wrote:I need a spanking

Abides by *spanking you hard*