Heavenly....?

My lanky 6ft-ish 14 year old Jacko wanders out to the kitchen. Picks up a box from the bench... reading aloud he says "Custard Powder? (his voice raises in pitch slightly) IS this what you use to make custard from?" "Yes Jack" I say. "Vanilla Custard?" he asks rolling his eyes and no doubt imagining a custard fountain where he can alternate between bathing and slurping all day...
"Yes Jack." I say.
"MY GOD" he says, "It's just like Heaven in a box!."

A velvet Lawn........

Imagine your life is laid out in front of you like the most heavenly fragranced velvet lawn. Grass, chamomile and daises are scattered through it. The peace of fresh herbs and the feeling when you lay under the blue peace of the sky in the sunshine takes you to a place of freedom and bliss. A magic carpet indeed. Perfect. Just to rest a while, close your eyes, breathe and you are there.