Wife of a colleague has decided to see whether there's money to be made on the cupcake gravy-train.  Which is good news for me, seeing as how her chosen testbed is the collected IT geekery of Atkins and he keeps bringing in boxes of them to test out on us.  Figure as long as we can keep stalling the process with rounds of 'needs a little more lemon in the butter icing...' we're onto a good thing for a few weeks...

£2.50 she's going to flog these for. Each! £2.50!

Yesterday, Abby went to a friend's house after the early end-of-term finish. Arrived home bearing these. All her own work, apparently. Well, the icing was anyway. "One for Daddy, one for Mummy, none for Hatty and the rest for me",  she suggested. Not at all selfishly.

I know you're wondering: bottom right is a rabbit's arse.

I am not giving her £2.50

I can barely bring myself to open the box and stroke it. It's been quite an effort to secure one:

iPad 3 buyers must undergo series of degrading trials

But, for a short period of time, we are officially a three iPad household. I can only say this out loud if I mutter.

"Maybe Steve wouldn't have done this. But Steve is gone now"

PMSL, frankly.