WARNING, THIS POST CONTAINS TATER TOTS.

Or as they are known in england ” Potato Crunchies”

I think I was supposed to have more of the potato crunchies (I feel like a kids TV presenter who cant use brand names in case of being sued. “use your long crisp tube like this”) but my little brother got a bit hungry and decided to help himself. I hope they tasted like oily bits left over in the dishwasher as they did for me.

Yet another D.I.Y dinner. My mother is lucky I’m the smart child, or it could all end with broken teeth, baked bean tins in my mouth and a late night trip to A&E.

So, minus the can of beans (which we will get back to later) the dinner looks a little like this:

Here we can see, both ‘Potato Crunchies’ and what I think is chicken. Really really brown chicken. What did I do in a past life to deserve this? I can only imagine that I was someone high up in German politics circa 1944.

It is supposed to be some sort of BBQ sauce smothered over the chicken to give it that authentic Texan taste. It however tasted like it had been left in the ashes of a fire since before the start of time. I believe it to be one of the first artefacts ever found that can be carbon dated all the way back to the Big Bang.

Anyway, this is a D.I.Y special so on with the doing it myself bit.

In my defence, it was late, I was tired and other such excuses.

I may have used slightly too many beans.

Hmmm, maybe many many many too many beans. Here is a birds eye view so you can get a better handle on just how swamped my plate was:

Sorry its a bit blurry, its hard to get a good shot when you are in a helicopter hovering over the disaster zone.

If you wish to donate to the recently set up Baked Bean Flood charity drive please call 0800 MANY BEAN, thank you in advance for helping to make a difference.

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