Easy to buy for.

The thing about having a hobby is, it means I'm easy to give to.

On my birthday and for Christmas people give me spatulas and wooden spoons and once my Mum gave me an electric mixer. Most. Awesome. Gift. Ever.

The rest of the year people feel compelled to give other stuff. They give me grief, they give me a hard time, they give me stick. All in jest. Cheeky buggers.

So I got this via facebook, twitter, email and text a couple of days back from a group of very giving friends. Made me laugh.

Seriosuly. He's going to make that pastry tough as anything. A REAL man would do the pressups with one hand and roll with the other. Gently.


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