Stop, Collaborate and Listen*

Monday is cakey-deco day. This is my first ever Christmas cake, either to bakeor decorate. I'm not unhappy despite a bit of a cock-up on the catering, or cake trimming, front. Like with make-up, a little bit of slap can deceive the untrained eye.

This is not the finished article. Next week we start to decorate. I'm having a bit of a struggle with our instructor as I'd like to go classy-minimalist and she wants us to throw all the techniques in the book at it. We'll see ....





*Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla Ice, 1989. I was a super-aerobics bunny in 1989, going to a class every day in my swanky City of London gym, two classes on a Friday, one before work, one at lunchtime, then pub at 5.01pm to redress the balance. This was one of my favourite records that we used to leap about to. The past is another country, they do things differently there.