On a milk-run to the corner shop this afternoon I was overcome by an overwhelming craving for gingernut biscuits. This happens. They are, in my opinion, the most underrated biscuits and by far my favourites. But the corner shop didn’t have any – what kind of self respecting corner shop doesn’t sell gingernut biscuits!! Rather than unleash my almost uncontrollable rage (sugar low) on the very nice man behind the counter I decided to be proactive about it. And Delia came to my rescue. Me and Delia are not always the best of pals (last year’s mince-pie-gate leaps to mind) but today we are BFFs.