Birthday cake disaster....
Twas the night before Rhiannons Birthday
and all through the house
not a creature was stirring
not even a mouse
Rhiannon was tucked up under her duvet with care,
In hopes that her birthday soon would be there;
Gareth and Sian were also nestled snug in their beds,
While visions of balloons and ice-skating danced in their heads;
And Gina in her 'kerchief, and Byron in his cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap........
Actually I was hoping to be vegging out on the sofa with a big glass of red wine by now but I just took her bloody cake out of the oven and look at it.......
AAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH...............!!!
