Or words to that effect. There I was, topping up the sugar bowl, when ...
whooooosh, thud ... the whole lot rushed out like an avalanche! Hubby rushed to get a damp (!) cloth to tidy it up - as I was standing transfixed, muttering unmentionables. Asked him to leave it as it was worthy of a photograph, and ... I could clear it up later with a dry cloth. What I want to know is, how did the sugar manage to build itself into a breeze-block, when it flowed freely on filling the wooden container this morning? One of life's little mysteries I guess. Tea anyone?
One lump ... or two?
It's supposed to be lucky to spill sugar, so here's hoping :)
Lordy! And I thought I had problems when my embossing powders do that!
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