GOOD THINGS: Whinging Pom Eggs
Horace came home from the West Indian community day last week with this ... a carton of Whinging Pom Eggs.
The empty carton.
I didn't think much about it until I arrived home over the weekend to Clarissa complaining she'd been bored ... and had drawn a face on one of the eggs.
What's left of the eggs in the fridge ... a weird sight.
It was only then I realised each egg had a mean face stamped on it.
What sort of egg company would use this as a gimmic to sell eggs?
And who wouldn't draw hair and a head on their eggs when they're feeling bored?