I tryed to make a trifle last night… It seems that the cooking gods are not looking kindly on me at the moment because I managed to well and truely mess it up. As you do, I started off with the Jelly (jello for the yanks)… all went well with that bit. Then came the custard layer. Rather than follow the instructions by mixing the custard with the milk first then heating I just chucked the custard powder straight onto the boiling milk. Big mistake… the powder formed these yellowy colourd floaty ball things and just swam around in the milk. Bugger.

Ok I thought… I'll just get onto the dream topping and go without the custard. Only problem was I couldn't find a measuring jug anywhere, so I made a guestimate about how much milk to use. Seems that I messed that up as well because after half an hour of manually whisking the topping (and one sore arm later) it refused to thicken. So I got the big food processor thingy out and fitted the whisking attachment (which I hate using because it takes ages to clean compared to a whisk!). I gave it a 10 minute wizz on top power but it still didn't thicken.

In the end I just chucked the topping on the jelly and ate the whole lot straight out of the bowl (eugh… I just made a horrible typo and the previous sentance ended with “ate the whole lot straight out of the bowel - A horrible thought if ever there was one!). I felt a bit sick afterwards, but that's life I guess.

Anyways… I've got to go now as I have a best mans speech to write, which typically I've left until the last minute. Damnit.

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