Spotted dick

That'll get a few hits from Google.

No I'm not talking about a nasty, embarassing illness. I'm talking about steamed pudding.

We had to go out and vote today and do some grocery shopping. While we were out, we thought we'd check out a new shop that's opened not far from us in the past few months.

It's called Britain on the Bayside and they specialise in British foods, the stuff we immigrants have fond memories of from when we were kids.

It was a very busy place while we were there too, and most of the customers had English accents. We came away with a tinned spotted dick, a packet of Jaffa Cakes (my favourite and the main reason we visited the shop), a tube of Jelly Tots, a box of wine gums, and a couple of other things that I don't remember from when I was a kid, but Donna wanted to try them.

So if you live in Brisbane, and you're missing your Robertson's Golden Shred Marmalade, or your Weetabix, maybe a Curly Wurly, or a huge tin of Bassett's Licquorice Allsorts, check them out. The address is on their website, just click on contacts.

I'm just waiting for them to get some Jacobs Club Chocolate Biscuits in, but I might end up getting them while we're in England.