[Kevjacko]

I actually wasn't to sure how to start this. It's a bit like admitting your failings. And to be fair without blowing my own trumpet to much I had a canny rep so to speak. I never had a disaster of epic proportions but I did pride myself on the frequency and quality of my tabnabs when 2nd cook and baker.
One time I had spent best part of the afternoon doing some almond sugar cones. I was gonna dip the tops in melted chocolate and fill with cream the next day. I'd never made them before, chief cook was adamant it wouldn't work.
It took 3 attempts to get it right, mix,consistency, oven temp, the lot. Chief cook was cursing like a mad man as he kept shouting "it's ok Jacko I'll do your bit, you carry on with yer f****** sugar cones, that's never gonna f****** work as long as I've got a hole in me arse"" in a somewhat aggressively sarcastic manner.
Tea duties got neglected, pride was at stake I sweated like a pig. Finally just as Chief Cook was wiping tea down, I triumphantly produced 50 of the finest almond sugar cones ever seen. "Ha f*** you" I let Cookie know big style who the victor was.
Anyway, I put the cones in the flour locker overnight ready for filling and decorating next day and proceeded to spend the night lording it over Cookie in the bar.
Come the next day though, went down to the flour locker to collect the cones, and bugger me, all 50 of them had collapsed. I was gutted, I tried everything to redeem them but couldn't get them back to life. The whole lot ended up going over the wall. Cookie was over the moon as he sent the Galley Boy down to the dry stores to get a couple of boxes of biscuits out for tabnabs. He's probably still dinning out on it now....