Uh-Oh, Spaghetti-Ohs
As a toddler, whenever Mum made spaghetti I would make such a mess eating it that she had to feed me with my highchair in the garden. As an adult I thought I'd overcome this. I was wrong. I brought spaghetti for my lunch at work last year, and I wore a white top. I got red pasta sauce splattered on my white top and had to finish my work day looking like I'd lost a fight with my food.








