Someone left the cake out in the rain........

I drove up to the shop this evening to buy some paracetamol and found myself listening to the song "MacArthur Park" on the radio. The surreal line "someone left the cake out in the rain" suddenly got me smiling as I remembered a "cake in the rain" incident from years ago, which at the time seemed just as bizarre as the Jimmy Webb song from 1968.
During my early years in Sheffield I was living in a tiny two-up, two down terraced house in Walkley and I was dating a girl (YES GIRL!) called Jane. She was (and still is) a bit of a sweetie and when I was working away on a course in Merseyside she very kindly re planted my garden for me and laid a perfectly flat and ever so green lawn!
Months later we split up (for obvious reasons!) and in a fit of scorned anger she sought out her revenge!,,,,did she cut up my best suit? ......nope!....did she pour my best wine down the toilet?......no!.........did she burn all of my disaster movie dvds?..........nope!.......I'll tell you exactly what she did.......
she half buried a sponge cake with bright green icing right in the centre of my new lawn!
Now I could see the funny side of this a week or so later , but at the time I was slightly miffed and totally baffled by this act of vandalism (and food wastage)...and Jane herself had to remind me that the said cake had been won by us as a couple at a pub raffle evening months earlier and she had in fact frozen it in her freezer.It was the only thing she could think of to use to comment on my behaviour.
Funny what you remember isn't it?
Jane remains one of my best friends to this date