Let them eat...eclairs

With it being half term, the wee ones are spending most of the week with their mother and having some days out.

With them staying local, it did mean that they could come to mine for an overnighter this evening and sit with a friend and I to watch the latest instalment of the Great British Bake Off. It is of course “the law” to have a cake to hand when watching Bake Off, so we all demolished these eclairs whilst watching the contestants go about their business.

Every year, I forget how easy it is to get sucked into the high drama of under/over baking, the perils of timers, being a bit loose with the flavours and of course the requisite “OH NO!” as a clasp tin is unfastened releasing the unset, gooey confection previously contained therein to begin a slow, inexorable leak all over the worktop.

The tension is quite unbearable at times and it’s no mean feat in making an audience care about a cake that they can’t touch, smell or taste.

Love it.