There's a shop in town that sells cakes. They've made a fantastic cake:
It's a dalek!
Were I to get married, this is the cake I'd like.
Saturday, June 11, 2005
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Concerning actuaries, musings, the fine City of York and much derring-do.
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I think the cake might have gone off in 5 years and 312 days. You'll have to get them to make another one.
This is a stupid time to be awake on a Sunday.
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