I am about to ask Wardy a favour, so naturally I nipped over to his blog to make sure he hadn’t recently lost a limb, been blinded in a freak Hungry Hippos accident, or suffered any other misfortune that might have left him unable to expedite the Very Important Business I would like him to conduct on my behalf. When I arrived I noticed that he had liberally sprinkled one of his recent posts with Nigella.
According to the Chambers Dictionary, the plant nigella is also known as “devil-in-a-bush” and “ragged lady”.
I can’t help but see her dad when I look at her.
Certainly throws water on the glowing coals.
Hullo, obviously I’m always keen to do people favours, being very helpful and everything, and not the sort of person who groans at the mere idea of ever having do anything at all ever, so I’ve texted you with my daytime email address.
The question is, do you ravish Nigella first, then eat the cake, or is it cake first then Nigella? Nigella first for me. I guess you could do both at once, but it would be messy.
I had a dream about Nigella last night thanks to this. Oh nothing smutty went on, don’t worry – other than some mildly suggestive trifle consumption – but it was lovely anyway. Nigella laughed at all my jokes while wearing a summery wrap dress, and being under the clear impression that wrap dresses were being worn low about the chest that season.
i like cake