Sam really wolfed down my “Aisling Special”! What type of biscuits do you think were in the sandwich? Here’s a hint, they were definitely not custard creams. I loathe custard creams. By the way, loathe means really, really dislike. The explanation is for Speedy. I know he secretly spies on this blog. Poor Speedy, he’s not the sharpest knife in the drawer. I hate the way he always picks on Aidan. His birthmark is clearly a map of Ireland, not a space invader. (more…)