On Saturday morning I woke up, 28 years old.
On Sunday morning, the Jaffa Cake wandered into the kitchen to find me cooking a fry, wearing only my knickers, and decided then and there that it must be his birthday.
On Sunday morning, the Jaffa Cake wandered into the kitchen to find me cooking a fry, wearing only my knickers, and decided then and there that it must be his birthday.
