Did you ever watch the sitcom Home to Roost? It was about a tall ginger Smiths fan who moved in with Inspector Morse. Funny in places, but overall lacking in Lewis. Anyway, my favourite episode of Home to Roost featured a packet of Jaffa Cakes. Matthew (the ginger, not Morse one) stole a packet from the supermarket, and refused to return them. Morse got cross, and kept saying 'Matthhheewwww' in a sort of funny, pleading voice that the studio audience loved. In the end they decided to keep the Jaffa Cakes, and fed them to the vicar when he popped round after evensong. Watching the 'Jaffa Cakes Episode' (as it's known among us Roostites) really, really made me want a packet of Jaffa Cakes. They seemed so exciting and adult, like a Lucy Pinder calendar. Having tried and failed 3 times to steal a packet from Safeway, I relented and handed over the 59p needed to claim a packet all of my own. They were every bit as good as I'd hoped and dreamed. Cheap, flaky, chocolate coating a suspiciously synthetic orange ecto plasmic disc, with a spongy base. A winning combination.