When the email came round at the day job that the Walkie Talkie (or 20 Fenchurch Street to give it its proper name) was opening up its top three floors to the public, there was… Continue reading
Every year it’s down to me to sort out a cake for my mother and brother-in-law’s birthdays, that fall one day apart. The cake must travel all the way to Wiltshire, to be… Continue reading
We were after a special cake for my mother in-law, brother in-law and my sister in-law’s husband’s birthdays. No pressure then. I had spent some time googling, and did a call out on… Continue reading
