A biscuit has been named Mr Barbados 2008, a man has paid good money for a tin of nearly 70-year-old biscuits and one unfortunate youngster’s love of biscuits has cost him his life.
I’ll start with the tragedy. I know Bracknell’s Best Biscuits is usually a fairly irreverent walk through the world of biscuits but every now and again we have to strike a serious note – this is one of those times.
A five-year-old Indian boy was killed by his own mum after nagging her for some biscuits.
Maybe he didn’t say please, or she didn’t have any biscuits, or maybe she just wanted them for herself. Whatever her reason, I think it’s hard to agree with the Times Of India’s website, which says: “A woman in Domjur hacked her five-year-old son to death in a fit of rage and dumped the body in a lake on Wednesday. The boy’s fault: he was pestering her for some biscuits.” I hope the website is being tongue in cheek there.
It’s a timely reminder that, in the wrong hands, even something as good as a biscuit can be a tool of evil.
Now, as they say, time for something completely different. A musclebound biscuit is Mr Barbados 2008.
Unfortunately, it’s not a massive digestive, or some really chunky shortbread. It was Hoskin ‘Biscuit’ Worrell who’s ‘razor sharp muscle detail’ earned him the title.
Presumably Hoskin earned his muscles through a prodigious consumption of biscuits. Or that is what I’m telling myself as a happily much one of the cookies a colleague brought in today.
Also this week a man who bought a 1941 biscuit tin from an auctioneer for £25 found that the Carr’s tin was unopened.
When Hugh Ruding-Bryan, from Surrey, told the firm, now United Biscuits, about his find they invited him down and filled his estate car with £500 of biscuits in return for the (surely out of date anyway) biscuits. Heroically, Mr Ruding-Bryan, has given the biscuits to charity. I like to think that I’d have done the same…
In other news, I’m going to the Reading Festival this weekend so I’m after some suggestions of what biscuits to take with me. After a camping trip last week I have learned that chocolate covered biscuits are a bad idea as they melt and then all get stuck together so they’re a no-no. Other than that I’m open to suggestions.