Well I never! There I was dear readers, at Church having a lovely time eating drinking and generally being merry. Twas the Vicars birthday you see, we're not usually a happy, clappy type Church. Anyway I digress the vicar was introducing me to his Grandson (I'm sure theres some abreviation you're susposed to use on here but I can't keep up with them all DGS or something, looks a bit like dogs though IYWMO (If you want my opinion) AIDA (Anyway I digress again)), so I was being introduced to this lovely little chap and I thought he looks a bit peckish. So I gave a bit of cake not too much mind just a bit of birthday cake. And thats when I heard it, a scream it was. And this young lady comes hurtling towards me. 'You've violated my Darling Sons human rights she shouts. I'm reporting you to Amnesty international, I am'. Dearie me, does that mean I'll get one of those lovely Christmas cards.