HB, you got it! Locally it's known as the Stack of Cake Death.
NB - I may be joking ()... unless anyone wants to write about a Mill of Cake Death? Would be an interesting read!
As an aside there is a film of essentially just that happening, Teresa. I can't remember the title but a teenage brother and sister "step into" an old black and white tv soap and then start accidentally (at first) adding colour. Its actually a fairly vicious satire on racism, so not quite the Wizard of Oz.
Can you see the image in the challenge thread yet, reiver?Cheers!
Pleasentvill.
Cute movie. I also liked the witty commentary on what Hollywood was like black and white vs color.
I'm tempted to ask if you turn to sepia when you arrive there.
Which reminds me of a question one of my children asked me a long time ago. She had the idea that old black-and-white movies depicted life as it really was, and she wanted to know when the whole world turned to color.
That would have been amazing, if it really happened, wouldn't it -- like Dorothy opening the door in The Wizard of Oz.
I've definitely got something, but how come cutting a story down to three hundred words is so much harder than seventy-five?
Thirteen more words to go.....
Oooh you watch it or we'll come and invade you. With claymores.
(although I think we might have tried that once or twice before).
Indeed, we have quite a strong contingent up here, doubly so 'cos of where we live!
And don't forget you can give me a knock on the way down. I can fit Ursa in my chariot as we go past Darlington.