Baby's Head Pudden

Thought it were about toime oi let you lot know how we are gettin on. We are still retired loik but oi gets down to the medders to see the little maids whenever oi loikes. Mother is still traipsin about. She were in Portugal larst week with the girls.Going to Tunis next whereever that may be. Oi never saw the loik but it keeps er appy and that's what matters.
Oi has to tell ee that we has lost our little Fruitcake. She were taken to the knackers a fortnight ago sad to say. There are two new uns; Meddersweet and Ivy,both frolickin in their new ome and a sight to gladden the eart. Martin as is ands full but never minds me keepin an eye on the little maids!
While Mother were abroad, an she's always abroad, oi got an ankerin for a Baby's Ead Pudden as what my Ma used to make. She used to make a smasher. It were covered with custard and stuffed with raisins. Set moi mouth to waterin just thinkin of ee.
Well oi got Mother's cookery book out and set to but oi has to say what came out of the pot was a very sad Baby's Ead if ever oi saw one.Poor toad looked as if it ad it a wall.Well never you moind Goiles oi says to moiself it may look orrible but oi reckon it'll taste roight good with a lashin of custard.
Down oi sets with the custard jug and an me knife and fork and ad at er.Well oi tried to have at er. Thing was you see oi couldn't cut the buggar. It were loik a piece of of wet rubber. All that work down the Swanney!I think oi moight ave boiled her a tad too long is what oi'm thinking.So much work an you should ave seen the state of the kitchen. No wonder Mother as eaded out after doing this for all these years.Who could blame?
Oi headed out too, straight to the pub. They do a very noice Spotted Dick of a Thursday. It ain't a Baby's Ead but oi could get a spoon in it easy peasy.Washed down with a point of best bitters it were a treat!