Welsh Cakes

[denis567]

Dai and Gwen had been married for nearly 70 years, but Dai was now ill and the doctor only gave him a few days to live.
To make it easier for Gwen, they had the bed brought downstairs.
As Dai was lying in bed there was a lovely smell wafting in from the kitchen.
Dai thinks to himself that his darling wife of nearly 70 years is making his favourite Welsh cakes.
He drags himself out of bed and staggers into the kitchen where he sees a plate of newly baked Welsh cakes on the table. Reaching out his hand to take one, he receives a sharp rap across his knuckles.
"Don't you dare touch them" shouts Gwen, "they're for the funeral!!"