Heidi sent in this picture of a fashionably burnt, paper-thin, tart.
It looks as if Heidi has placed an olive magnet underneath her translucent pastry as they’ve formed an unusual cluster dead in the centre of the plate.
Perhaps the olives were being thrown from an upstairs window by a jealous lover and Heidi, in a display of remarkable ingenuity, fashioned an old-timey fireman’s net out of flour and water in order to save the pitted pizza toppers.
Whatever the truth of the matter, and I doubt very much we’ll ever know for certain, I am aware that Heidi ended up consuming a large quantity of baking parchment in the process of eating her sadly charre see-through tart.
I imagine that Heidi also enjoys eating creme eggs whole with foil on, and then spitting out chocolatey wads of the chewed wrappers into her plant pots, as if she were cowboy making use of the saloon’s spittoon.