OMFG, it's only 9 minutes until the banana bread is due out of the oven. As you can probably tell I am very very very excited, this is because I freaking adore banana bread. I always say that there's two ways to my heart, banana bread and through my ribs. I've never ever said that before, I don't know why I claimed I've always said that. Earlier today I convinced my younger sister, Emma I think she's called, to bake me some banana bread with her friend. Not using her friend as an ingredient, using her as an accomplice. I can smell the sweet aroma wafting up from the kitchen as I type this, my stomach is rumbling like there's an angry midget trapped in there and my mouth's getting wet. I feel like Pavlov's dog, waft banana bread aroma at me and I get all excited, giddy, hungry and so on and so forth. 4 minutes! 4 minutes! My sister ridiculed me for not knowing that bicarbonate of soda was baking powder, I don't think that for a 17 year old boy it is a pivotal piece of knowledge. She also informed me that we didn't have a tin suitable for baking banana bread in, after she'd made the mixture, so I had to nip to the supermarket to buy a bread tin. 3 quid! 3 quid! It's worth it because in 2 minutes I get banana bread, banana bread! 1 minute! I'm leaving you now!
I hope you've enjoyed reading this exclamation mark filled and excitement sodden blog. Love you readers <3
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