…It was my own stupid fault :o(

I found out a couple of days back that it was our neighbour’s birthday.

My big mouth said – in front of witnesses – If I’d known, I’d’ve made him a bloody cake!

I got a message via a 3rd party yesterday afternoon.

Where’s my bloody cake?

Maybe there are just some things that one should NEVER bake for a Large- Built Hairy Biker in his 50’s (?)

BTW – I’m applying for The Great British Bake-Off programme next year. LOL :o)

P.S. He’s gonna kill me! NOT