@spendius,
And double steak pudding, double chips, mushy peas, double bread and butter and gravy, served in back of a chip shop by a cheeky, healthy, gumpy English Rose with a sweat on and a calico red and white check smock, after 8 pints in the pub late on Friday night, is what dreams are made of.
And late June strawberries with double Devon cream in a deck chair on the boundary of a cricket match on a Village Green is pretty good too.
I bet you never went to a Vicarage cake making competition Cal.