let them eat cake

i made some cakes this evening. thought i might be nice to have for afters. so had one, took a couple in to lisa who is beavering away at her dissertation, away from all distration in the bedroom, even took one up to frodo upstairs as i had borrowed his sieve. so i come back into the room and what do i find: one empty plate and one guilty looking dog, licking the crumbs from around her mouth. hope they make her sick (except if she is i'll probably have to clean it up- like i had to at 4.30 this morning when she started scratching at the door, but thats a whole other story)