Yesterday I skipped dinner and by 9.30pm was decidedly peckish. I went into the kitchen and started to mooch around, looking in the cupboards and the fridge for something yummy and quick to prepare to snack on.
"Make sure you have something healthy to eat." says hubby helpfully.
I finally decided to make some tziki (greek yoghurt, cucumber and mint) and have it with some crackers.
As I turned round to jab him in the ribs with the cucumber knife for being sarcastic I noticed what he had been preparing for himself....
A coke float (dollops if ice-cream in a pint of Coca Cola)!!!!!
