Laurel said that he was instantly transported to the banana zone upon eating a piece of Marlene’s cake. It was consumed in large slices in bed in Southend with a nice mug of tea. I am still recovering from the weekend as we barely made it out of the bedroom – apart from to walk up to the rockabilly night at the Castle. Southend is most defnitely the epicentre of the British rockabilly type. It made my heart glad to see so many old rockers and their molls.
Barney has a very sweet tooth so next weekend I might see how he likes Sonja Henie’s Scandinavian Cookies…
