You might ask why?
Or maybe what is she talking about now?
Well, last night, I was tucking into a sin-free dessert. A fruits of the forest ice lolly with a ice cream centre. It had to be fake ice cream. The lolly was only 26 calories, 1g of fat and full of fresh fruit. I felt very virtuous eating this as a snack!
I slid the crinkly paper of the lolly as I walked from the kitchen and then I touched this sin-free delight to my lips, with great anticipation.
.....and that is when it happened. The most horrible sticky, burning sensation. I shrieked and ripped the lolly from my lips and indeed ripped is the right word to use.
Mince lip? Yes!
I have seen cartoons, where some foolish creature is too curious by half and ends up with it's tongue stuck to something cold and icy, but hey, that's a cartoon right, it doesn't happen to us sensible, normal folk, does it? Well think again!
It was a steep learning curve, let me tell you! One that ruined my enjoyment of watching a soppy romantic movie with my husband, who had no sympathy at all and just rolled about the sofa laughing! Gee thanks Graham!
(of course I had to finish the lolly to take the swelling down!)