I was feeling a tad cranky the other day, so Mr. W asked if he could bring me anything when he drove over to my workplace. I told him to get me something sweet, but not too sweet.
“Something with custard,” I told him. “Lots of custard.”
“Something with lots of custard coming right up!” he replied.
And this was how I found myself utterly blessed with some gorgeous egg tarts from Lord Stow’s Bakery!