The enemy has broken through my defences. My husband is making mince pies IN OUR HOUSE.
Posted on December 20, 2012 by yankeebean
Even now he’s cutting out treacherous little pastry circles and putting them in a tin.
The mince meat is mixed and ready to be scooped into it’s new buttery home.
The stench of candied peel is hanging in the air.
Soon they’ll go in the oven and the WHOLE HOUSE will reek of mince-pies-of-doom!
Help! Anyone! SAVE ME!