It has been a while hasn’t it? In fact so long that some of you may have never heard the sheer brilliance of my biscuit jingle, so before we get onto more important wafer news, here it is….
I had a dream this week, but unlike Martin Luther King, mine wasn’t really destined to bring about any kind of revolution, as it involved biscuits.
More specifically, pink wafer biscuits. A very 1970s biscuit. One that reminds me of tea time at my Nan’s. Coal fire, The Generation Game, a beaker of lemonade and pink wafer biscuits. I hadn’t had them in years, but the dream sent me scurrying to the biscuit aisle to see if they still do them, and joy, there they were in their pink wrappered glory.
Quite a dainty biscuit, perfect for a dolls tea party. Almost bland really, wafers and a cream filling, but still nice. And that is the point of a proper biscuit. It is a modest treat, nice rather than magnificent.
So in honour of their rediscovery, they get my coveted biscuit of the week title. Yum.