When I was five I had an obsession with angel slices
which are those small cakes I ate for pudding after dinner every evening.
I loved the taste so much I could eat a hundred
but I was only allowed one.

One day I grew tired of only getting one each day
so I made a plan
After my parents said goodnight to me
they would then go to put my brother to bed
leaving me time to strike.
I snuck downstairs and grabbed the 8 pack angel slices
taking out one
I thought I may just eat it downstairs so I ate it.
OOH it tasted so good I ate another one!
I just couldn’t help myself it was so good I ate it all.
“Oh no, there’s none left mum’s going to notice it!”
So I ran back to bed hoping to not get told off…