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Monday, April 30, 2007

Midnight Feasts; A Childhood Treat

(First of all I searched on Google for an interesting image of a midnight feast, unfortunately the term midnight feast seems to bring up many photos of Elle Macpherson, anybody have any idea as to why??)

Martha and I were chatting the other day about owt and nowt and the topic of midnight feasts came up. Something that I haven't thought about since I was very little. It was the highlight of having somebody to stay over when I was little or of going to sleep at a friend's house. We would set our alarm clocks for midnight so that we could creep downstairs, or in my case down the hallway, to the kitchen to collect delectable snacks! At Laura Hampshire's house I remember that before we went to bed we would investigate the stairs and remember which steps were creaky and which ones were ok to walk on. Once at my house Laura and I snook into the kitchen to get some food. It wasn't as good as being at Laura's because they had a treat box that was full of chocolate bars and sweets and my mother wasn't big on buying us 'teeth-rotters' so on one midnight feast I think we had some crackers with cheese and a Superted Vitamin Tablet!

Those were the days!

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