Ronnie Barker appeared in my Pancake...

What a very odd morning this is turning out to be. The story of the Pope appearing in a pancake made me a little peckish this morning so I set off to make my own pancakes. Little was I to know the amazing phenomenon that was to happen in my own kitchen.

I flipped my pancake (is that a euphemism?) and sat down with a bottle of Jif lemon juice and was just about to show down when - GASP! - I couldn't believe what I my eyes were seeing. There, in my tasty treat a face was staring out of me. Ronnie Barker had appeared in my pancake!!!

If you don't believe me here is the photographic proof.



Amazing isn't it. I don't know what this means? Is the dearly-departed Ronnie trying to get a message through to the world through my frying pan? Who knows. Of course, I should have saved this miracle for the sake or mankind or at least to sell for a fortune on Ebay but the shock made me very hungry and I was now out of eggs so I ate Ronnie with lashings of Raspberry jam...

Looking back, that probably wasn't the most intelligent course of action...