Thursday, 25 August 2011

Under The Doctor

In between all the Bench Cuisine, I found myself under - and quite often on top of - a doctor. This is true, we're not caking fakes; the pair of us – doctor and savant - we're on the bake. This was our first effort, a German, yet, very Joycean, quark cake.

Wednesday, 10 August 2011

Bench Lettuce 23/5/2011

Shortly after this was taken I was accosted by a young girl, outside the gents toilets. She gave me three pound coins and asked me if I'd buy her a pack of condoms. Not only was I able to oblige, I was able to say: 'Condoms, in my day they used to be called bench lettuce.'