My youngest son who lives here, brought a large tin of quality street home on Christmas Eve (when I picked him up at 1.20am from work)
He was here until 4pm Christmas Day, (we had opened the tin at Christmas Dinner) and then went to friends. He came home last night and demanded his tin of quality street! I couldn;t find it : (
He';s now thrown a wobbler, I;ve suggested that he had no problem eating all the food i bought in for Christmas. He's sulking because I won;t let him have the gateau.