So those lovely folk at Anchor asked me to make something yummy to celebrate their 125th birthday. And, better yet, they asked for an elevenses treat. So far, so excellent. As a child, I loved Winnie the Pooh, mostly because he was always ready for a little snackerel round about this time of day. Some might call him a bear of very little brain. I think he was eminently sensible. No one wants to die of hunger before it’s even…
