Seconds anyone?

There is a moment in ones life when one has to attempt to build a trifle. In the Young house at least you can be sure that "If you build it, they will come."

Mike was completely unphased by the task of making a trifle on his own, from scratch, blissfully unaware of the various pitfalls that many of us fall foul of the first time we make this tasty dish.

There was nothing sloppy or runny about this little baby. In fact it probably was about the weight of a child, it doesn't look so big but he packed it full of stuff. Good stuff.

So congratulations to you Mikey baby. The trifle was gone only moments later, but the legend of the trifle will linger for many years to come.

Mikey - "Don't leave me trifle. I love you . . ."