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We have had a lot of raspberries this year so I have made some raspberry ice-cream and some jelly with raspberry pulp in so I thought I might make a raspberry blancmange from a packet to eat with them.

I waited until there was nobody else here before I made it so that I didn't have to share the scrapings out of the pan with anybody else.

Wonder if there is a place I could hide the blancmange so I don't have to share that with anybody!

Last Christmas, some visitors very generously brought us a hamper of goodies and buried in the middle of the basket was a large packet of crisps.

Now, as someone partial to the odd packet – albeit in a smaller size normally – I quietly sequestered said snack and hid it from public eye for singular enjoyment at a later time. In other words I stole the crisps – but in fairness, someone else in the house took the bottle of wine, so it was honours even in the end.

Anyway, one evening the house was empty and it was time to unveil the tasty treat – only to find that these were no ordinary crisps. They weren't even cheese and onion or salt and vinegar – the flavour I'd been hiding for myself was hand-cooked sweet potato, beetroot and parsnip crisps. For once, unfortunately, the crisps tasted exactly like it said on the airtight packet.

Suffice to say that, three weeks later, all but about ten of these crisps are still in the packet, available to anyone else who'd like to try them. They were going slowly stale and soggy from a complete lack of interest from anyone.

Lol Dermot

Dermot I would have eaten your vegetable crisps for you, I love them.