Blip desert.

As travellers will know a 275 mile journey (to grandchildren's house) down the M6, A14 and M11, is not a rich environment for blip opportunities.

Looking for something colourful or tasty or both, I present to you this blip dessert in the middle of the blip desert.

What could be better than some delicious cup cakes. But wait. Look more closely. If you take a bite you will find yourself foaming at the mouth.
These are not iced buns. They are designed to drop into your bathwater, envelop you foam and leave you as the sweetest smelling blipper in the country.

No thanks. I'll settle for half a chocolate muffin.