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June 05 JuuuuuuuneWow, you go away for a short break, you come back and some cheeky blighter has moved all the furniture round. Took me 3 days to work out how on earth to add a blog.
So. June. Fast approaching the half way mark of another year. As you get older you find yourself repeating more and more 'where does the time go?' What on earth does that mean? Sometimes I think life can move so fast it's difficult to try and remember what it really feels like. Kind of like eating a meal when you're hungry, rarely do you stop to taste the food, enjoy the aromas, the textures, you just do what you need to do to.
That's what holidays are for in essence. Getting away or relaxing at home, generally taking stock of where yor life is where it's going and whether it's time to make a change. The reality is usually somewhat different, especially if you're me....which obviously you aren't. There's the packing, the travelling, the unpacking.....if it ever gets that far and people don't just scrabble through suitcases and bags (which I loathe). Then there is the keeping everybody else happy to at least give yourself 5mins peace at some point. Meals, shopping, activities....come to think of it when you put it all down it's just like being at home but you have the added stress of packing TWICE, the added cost of treats and probably more expensive food than you'd buy back home. Is it any wonder you go home thinking you need a holiday?
This time last year I was on holiday. 12 months later and you sit here thinking how did all that happen in 12 short/long/average months? I certainly couldn't have predicted any of it.
One thing I do hate is you stat talking about one thing, get distracted for a period of time and come back thinking 'what on earth is the point I'm trying to make and why are my glasses in the fridge?'
There are never enough hours in a day but far too many tangents to get lost on.... March 03 2009.....where does the time go?Well I started a rambling blog but I realised that it would take much longer to complete than I wanted to spend
 I didn't want to make the effort of coming back to Spaces and not leave a time stamp of my presence so this garbled malarky is it. I doubt anyone will be along to read it other than the lovely Graham (possibly) but for my own prosperity.....I was 'ere....and hope to be back soon xxx (sooner than 2010  )March 06 LoyaltyThe older I get the more I come to realise that loyalty counts for chuff. Unfortunately I have this inbuilt loyalty mode that I haven't found the off switch for yet and believe me I've looked.
Fairy tales do not exist, good rarely triumphs evil and it seems you need to s**t on the world if you want to advance through life.......ignore this path and I guess you'll be joining me for coffee down here in the pleb pool.
I'm not dead!Well I might be, I've not quite worked it out yet.
I think I've been in a state of limbo for a while. I was pretty sure Christmas was only a week or 2 ago but I looked today and it's one week into March already, huh?
 I guess I haven't been here for such a long time as I don't think I've had much of interest to say.............probably still don't
 I did manage to see Mika at the London Eye back in January thanks to a lovely friend who passed me her tickets but other than that jolly jaunt the rest of the past few months has been spent somewhere inhabited by gremlins, naughty pixies and other such mythical folk  September 04 Italy - Otranto - pt 1Well here we are sitting back in sunny, *ahem* sunny England. surprisingly not that cold although the current outside temperature is 3 degrees lower than the air con in our room.
Daft as it sounds i can't believe the time has flown by so fast. Our flight was delayed from Stansted thanks to the computers going down in Newcastle which delayed Ali and Elaine's departure. When we landed in Italy we then had a 2 hour transfer to Otranto with a guy that didn't speak English but did speak French. Ali's french was quite limited and she ended up telling him her name, that she likes petiti pois and petit filous, oh and that she loved him
 We checked in, got a ride to our bungalow/room and then popped off for Pizza. Probably got to bed around 2:30.
Weather was flippin hot next morning but breakfast was fab. Omelettes to die for and I pretty much stuck with those. I did try meats and cheese but the omelettes really were something else. Banana smoothies were bellisimo and I didn't manage to have one coffee in the whole week.
Club Med is a bit like a sophisticated Butlins/Haven and this one had no children. The whole resort is fully inclusive with alcohol available from around 11am 'til around 3/4am and I can honestly say we didn't see anyone abusing it, throwing up or having fights. Most people were aged in their 20s/30s Obviously you could see a couple of the guys by about 2am showing the worse for wear but this was mainly in their Dad Dancing.
Everybody is lithe and tanned.....well apart from me that is. I certainly did come home whiter than when I went.....probably in about 2 days as the fake tan just evaporated in the heat. So you can imagine I looked like a bit of a freak and to top that there were only about 8 English people on the whole resort. That wasn't a bad thing. I found it vert cathartic to practically say anything I wanted when I wanted although Liz (bless her) doesn't swear nor approve which resulted in a bout of tourettes by the evening.
Because the weather is so fabulous everything is 'outdoors' well doesn't have any doors in the first place. It was very weird to get home and feel carpet beneath my feet. There are also a million steps from here to there and not the type you'd find in this country....oh no......these were crumbly pitted steps that you'd look at and wonder how much compo you could get for a sprained ankle
 Add this to the fact that most people (inc us) are tottering about on high heels, especially in the evening after a few shandys, and this has suddenly turned into a high adventure, verging on white knuckle, holiday.More later.....I do have pics Graham but not many, shall post them later August 19 Bad MoodBad is kinda of an understatement more like foul!!
 I'm mighty annoyed. It started off over one thing in particular but when you get in that frame of mind it makes even the smallest things more irritating and important than the fight for world peace.
Without going over the original issue because that would actually turn me into a homicidal manic, might solve my problem but I don't think dungarees and lesbian lovin' are my thing so to keep on the straight and narrow I'm going to avoid it altogether.
Why when you get the chance to do anything you want to do you sit around and do nothing becuase you can't make up your mind. Grrrr!
Why, when there are 900 channels, is there nothing to watch on a Saturday night. I've already watched the X Factor, which to be honest wasn't full of enough dire auditions to get me inerested. A couple of nice stories and some good auditions
but come on let's be honest, most people only watch it for the cringe factor.Why do I feel hungry at 1am and not while the chippy, which is within walking distance, nay spitting distance, is closed. I've already eaten fruit and nut toblerone, spanish chorizo and 5 pink and whites now I want something hot. If I put the last pink and white in the microwave it will just melt
 Why don't I feel tired enough to go to bed and sleep until noon tomorrow? I know if I go to bed now I'll waken at least 3 times through the night.
Why the hell did I not win the lottery. Of the six numbers I was 1 number away from 5 on one line GRRRR! and 1 number away from 4 on the other. Why do I always have to come so close?
Why is it August but the weather says April? I know English weather is unpredictable but really this summer takes the biscuit.
Why after 3 layers of fake tan do I look as brown as the milky bar kid? Bonus is I don't have any streaky bits but as far as brown or even a little off white it's quite shameful
What I have done, albeit half heartedly, is look around the net for info on fake psychics. It really does interest me as to how gullible some people can be but also have I been gullible in believing in Gordon Smith? Although I do believe in something other than here is there anyone out there that can genuinely communicate with the other side. As of yet I have no idea that Gordon Smith is a fake and I don't think he is but without viewing his readings more closely or being at one of his evenings without the view of him being able to do what he claims he can do it's difficult to be objective. I have watched him and tried to say to myself well that could be generic but he (seemingly) gets so much information right without throwing out the 'name begins with a J, does that mean anything' malarky or 'I'm getting james, john, jimmy, jim, joseph, do they mean anything to you?' and having a want to believe then it really is easy to go along with the whole thing.
Anyways, I'm still hungry, bored and relatively untired but my RSI is playing up so I will end here and think that this time next week I'll be in Italy away from my troubles.......unfortunately this time the following week I'll be sat right back here again thinking lots of swear words. You never know though.........I could be a millionaire.........always optimistic August 16 F*****sI've been buying bits and bobs for my holiday which begins next Friday (not this) Yesterday I went to Debenhams and saw an item I wanted but had a huge pull in the back of and of course didn't have another in my size nor in the closest 4 stores. Instead I came home and ordered over the phone and paid an extra £3.50 for the priviledge. Of course I didn't have to pay at all but it's on of those items you spend months, if not years, trying to find and I really loathe shopping.
So anyways I had my card in hand around 5/6pm.
Today (Wed) I wanted to make a purchase from Tesco but luckily I didn't need my card I knew all the info I needed but this was the first time I realised my card was missing. I thought it had been misplaced but contacted the bank who confirmed all the recent transactions were mine. They suggested I didn't cancel it if there was a chance it would turn up. A couple of hours later it turns out that when Mudger and I went to the gym last night his locker was broken into along with another 2 and the card wallet stolen F*****S
It's all reported to the Po-lice who will assign someone to it. The leisure centre is also going to check CCTV especially as they have a tighter time scale from our info. We arrived at the gym 21:24 and left at 22:00. We were going to swim the half mile but I just wasn't in the mood last night. I'd already lost 20lb doing line dancing and had been to the gym the night before plus I've got a review Thursday when I will be torturing myself once again and swimming the flippin' channel. Anyway......
Not only has my card been nicked but my driving licence, my boots card and my Clarins card which had enough points for a facial
 The card isn't such a big deal as such, more of an inconvenience but it means I have to pootle along to the bank with my passport to withdraw cash. I still need quite a few bits for my hols along with food and diesel but I'm sure I'll manage. The replacement card takes around 5-7 working days to arrive so I'm hoping it's here before I leave the country in 8 days time  The biggest thing is replacing my driver's licence F*****S I hope they have pooped their pants once they got a look at my picture. It wasn't in the least bit flattering and the duplicate one made me look boss-eyed thanks to the placement of the hologram. Yes I do indeed look like there is something missing upstairs and I hope it scares the c**p outta them every time they close their eyes.
I suppose I could use the opportunity to change the picture. I really don't mind my passport one
So I'm slightly cheesed off. Not as much as earlier because at the end of the day no one has wiped my life savings and I haven't lost a limb just life is going to be a pain in the butt for acouple days
I hope they get infected boils on their behinds and gout! Ha!!!
I'm going cheer myself up a little further with a coffee ice cream in a posh cone. August 15 T4 before and afterI've got so much going on at the moment that I can seem to concentrate on any one thing for very long which of course means I've got a lot of half tasks lying around and slowly losing the will to get out of bed
I keep meaning to sort out these pics from T4 so will probably do them in stages now. These are (as the title suggests) the before and aftermath if what was this year's T4 Party on the Beach August 10 I'm going to bed in a min............no really I amBut I just had to comment on the last few visits to my page (not that I get many these days
)I'm quite surprised that I've already had a hit for Shawn Hornbeck but I have an educated guess as to who that could be
 Another search for Kate Bush. Please, please, please can anyone explain that one?
Distinctive Dan......oh where are you?
And (I think this is thanks to the lovely Graham) Masochism http://technorati.com/tag/masochism
The picture below is in no way relevant to the posting but seeing as I can now magically add pics I had to choose something....and that was Danny McFly
Sylvia BrowneIf you've ever caught a Montel Williams show then chances are you've heard of or seen Sylvia Browne. The woman claims to be pyschic amongst other things and gives people readings there and then. My first reaction on watching this woman in action is that she is a great big fake. My opinion swayed when I realise that there was an association between her and Gordon Smith who I have spoken about on here before and who I believe to be a genuine person with a real ability. I thought that there must be an ounce of something about the woman if Gordon and Sylvia had shared the same stage.
Yesterday I came across Montel whilst wasting a little time (and waiting for Judge Judy
) The lovely Sylvia was on, telling people about missing loved ones and other seaside tea leaf reading tat questions. Intrigued, as I sometimes am watching TV and the power of google in front on me, I decided to see if any of the predictions she had given panned out. Whilst pootle around the world wide web I failed to come across that but what I did find was a website  I have spent the last two days reading through this website and am appalled. The woman is nothing more that a tuppenny ha'penny charlatan that charges $750 for a 20 - 30min telephone consultation, gives out wholly inaccurate information and tells parents their children are dead when they are alive, alive when they are dead and other gut wrenching inaccurate information to vunerable people who are so desperate to hear something that they'd probably walk to the ends of the earth over hot coals for some peace of mind.
 The website above details her supposed advice/predictions/psychic knowledge and then the outcomes of a few cases. There are also links to video footage of some of the information given and much more available on Youtube.
The most shocking stories are
Shameful August 08 ShatteredMy arms are so weak I'm struggling to type. This blog may well take me about 5 hours, or longer.......
Why you ask? Are you really, or are you here because it looked warm and cosy while outside it's blowing a force 9 with lashing rain?
Tuesday is the day when I torture myself unmercifully. 1hr of line dancing. My calves started cramping, probably because of the gym work out the night before. They were rock solid. Then home to collect my gym stuff before flying back out. Did about 40 minutes of weights, all of my weights and managed to up about three of them for next time. Then it was a half mile swim from 10:10. Finished it at 10:35 which I think knocks 5 minutes of the usual time. Very surprised as it was really hard work this week. The first 5 lengths were the worst. What I also hate more than anything is the getting dressed, undressed, putting on costume, getting wet and tired, getting undressed again and dressing for a final time before going home and having to start all over again.
Now I'm too knackered to get off the sofa and go to bed. Had a lovely chilli for tea and banana split for dessert.
Reading a new book. Have no idea who it is by or what it is called and it's upstairs so there is no way I can fill in the blanks at this time. It seems ok so far.....which means the first 6 pages. August 04 No hangoverQuite impressed. Not that I do get hangovers with vodka but I do usualy drink water at the same time.
We played Buzz last night and I won 2 out of 3 games. Won the genius cup 3 times though
 Apparently I'm quite aggressive and develop tourettes after a couple of vodka shandys. I think everyone was just scared of my IQ and the fact if they didn't get a few questions wrong I was going to beat them up So lazy day at the moment but as always the things I could be doing I'm putting off and then when I don't have a minute to pass wind I'll be crying about how stressful my life is. Ain't it always the way.
I'm sick of the postal strike. Apparently here it's an ongoing thing. If the postmen aren't on strike then it's the sorting office and on another day it's someone else. Yesterday it was the airmail people, today the sorting office. They were already backlogged a week before so this will put them back some more. also they said no overtime was being handed out to cover the backlog either. I just sit here wondering how many lovely prizes are out there pining for me and just hope there isn't anything that will expire before it arrives.
 That concludes the first half of today's excitement, you never know, I might be a millionaire by this evening  August 03 I'm just a girl who can't say no.....
Not entirely true but don't you get times when you feel like your life isn't your own? My life seems to have been all go for the last couple of weeks and today I feel like doing nothing better than going to bed. Not entirely true I had planned on an evening at the spa with a sauna, jacuzzi etc but I forgot I had made arrangements last week to have drinks with a friend. I suppose I didn't realise how tiring London and the Zoo was going to be plus my niece stayed over Sat-Mon and Tues was spent preparing for Wed/Thurs. I haven't had a proper cooked meal since Sunday and although I've had healthy salad and suchlike sometimes you just crave vegetables or a proper home cooked meal. Plus T4 was less than 2 weeks ago and that was an exhausing 24 hourish round trip. Out of the next 4 weeks I think only one is unplanned but I was hoping to get out and travel a bit of the UK. I'm cashing in a few Premium Bonds next week so hopefully there will be a bit spare in the kitty to cover the diesel but something will probably come up in the meantime. 3 weeks today and I fly out to Italy and I have nothing prepared. No clothes, no money......what else do you need? See, completely unorganised.......although I am booked into the hairdressers 2 days before so not totally head in the clouds Ok so time is up, my drinking partner is here August 01 Ian Brown + London Sky
Ok so here goes. Downloaded new fangled thingy and sending a post from home.... London trip + celeb spottingWent to London today. Visited the Natural History Museum and the Science Museum, weather was fab! Waiting for the coach home a taxi pulled up. Mudger said 'it looks like Bez in there' but when he got out it was Ian Brown
 I told Rachel to go and ask him for an autograph and they chased him down the road.They got pics instead and had a bit of a chat. He loved Rachel's purple Doc Martens so she was chuffed.
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http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g7...t/S5031047.jpg July 23 T4 line upSo in brief the line up
McFly - Fantastic and entertaining but did we really need to know you wanted a poo Danny McFly?
Mutya Buena - Look like the Latino boy from "To Wong Foo..." Had huge hoop earrings that looked like they were missing the parrots.
Funeral for a Friend - Umm, yeah. Entertaining, not sure on the music but got some great pictures. Lead singer seemed to think he had a dandruff problem, had an annoying head bang/flick thing going on
Maroon 5 - Pretty cool. Lead singer looked like a cross between Morrissey, David Gahan and David Byrne. Instead of Maroon 5 they should have been called the '5 stages of Beard' Sported one extreme to the other.
Calvin Harris - What were you on? Liked, v.entertaining. Some good pics when I was quick enough to catch him
Kate Nash - Lovely and sweet. Quick set
The Pigeon Detectives - Ok these were nuts.....no I'll rephrase, the lead singer was nuts. Not sure if his band mates shared his enthusiasm. He kicked over the drums, threw stuff about, jumped from high things. Can't remember much about the songs but was very entertained intrigued by his trousers
 (photos to follow)Akon - Wasn't really on main stage much. Easily forgettable but there was a man in a kilt, gold lame converse and a mohican.
Super Furry Animals - Darn they bombed. Lead singer wore a Power Rangers mask for 2 songs and nobody got it. If they were trying to make some point it was lost on everybody around us.
Just Jack - Please don't mention the starry glasses because we didn't manage to get any. Found his voice very weak. I'd say probably the worst act.....well after SFA
Manic Street Preachers - Great to say I've seen them. Did their thing but not entertaining as such. Can't have everything I guess
Sophie Ellis Bextor........Jeeez. Bad dress sense, bad skin but much prettier in real life than on't telly. Enjoyed the 2 songs she did.
Reverend and the Makers - All I saw was some guys with boards around their necks saying 'Girls Aloud' but unfortunately this is the time I decided it was time for a toilet break. I have no idea how they performed.
Dizzie Rascal - It took 30mins to get to the loo and back so missed him completely although I hear the break dancers were good.
Girls Aloud - Made it back just in time. They were good. Enjoyable.
Athlete - Wasn't impressed. The cameras were all over them for some reason which made it difficult to take pics.
Amerie - Didn't even perform on the main stage. Music had a good beat.
Mika - Ok let's face it, this was THE only reason I sacrificed my Sunday afternoon and the rest of the week to recover. I have 38 Mika pics alone. WOO! He owned the whole day. No one got the crowd going and kept it that way like he did. MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKA!!!
Natasha Bedingfield - Lovely, entertaining. Looks like she has lost lots of weight.
Kaiser Chiefs - Great. Lots of pics. Quite a bit of monkeying around. Good to say I've seen them.
So that's in brief. I do have a quick report of other events but I'm still recovering and catching up with life in general.
Knackered but buzzin'Left Sunday morning at 2am and arrived back home 6:15am today. Had 4 and a half hours sleep inbetween but will hopefully catch up at some point.
A fantastic experience, one I don't want to repeat because I know I've been too spoilt this time for it to ever be as good. Will write a report later. Took loads of photos some I had delete due to inconsiderate artistes moving by the time the camera had taken but ended up with 291 and only a few are dire/squiffy. About 100 were of MIKA July 22 Drinking coffee and then I'm off.....I'm off on an adventure. I've won tickets for the Golden Circle at T4 on the beach. I only found out Thursday and it's been a bit of a mad rush getting organised not to mention juggling funds and having to spend money on the car.
Add to that the M5 has had some disasters in the last 48 hours who knows if I'll get there.
Being a bit blonde I either didn't realise it was in Weston-Super-Mare or I thought it was somewhere else (I won't say where I thought it was but it certainly doesn't have a beach)
So hopefully photos and a tale or two to tell later in the week
Cheerio for now
Oh and if you want to have a gander apparently there is a good chance we'll be on't telly. Look for a fat lass dressed in green with a rubber duckie ummm....yeah I've just popped along to add a very quick blog but I'm flippin confused. What the heck have msn been up to now??!!??!!??111 July 14 ReadingI'm currently reading The Sleeping Doll by Jeffery Deaver. It does seem to be good but for some reason I'm falling alseep within a couple of pages so it's taking an age.......it's not boring but I suppose I shouldn't be trying to read at 4:30am.
The book hasn't been released here yet but I bought it from the US as I couldn't find anything here that took my fancy and I needed something to read. I got a signed edition
 One thing I have noticed is that I can read a magazine without the same effects but a book and I'm
 Time for sleep I think.... July 12 Feeling perkyHa! Not quite but much better that my man cold phase. Lemsips are the drug of note even though they taste like a cup of north sea with a squeeze of lemon.
Been to the gym tonight for an assessment and a quick tinker on some of the machines. Joined a new gym mainly because of the costs but other benefits too. The downside is it's bigger and much less personal. Apparently I am quite flexible (for a fat lass) and impressed the personal trainer somewhat.....make of that as you will
 Also got weighed an measured so now I really do have to put in some effort or I'm going to look like a lazy fat lass at my 5 week assessment.It all comes good too as Italy is about 6 weeks away
Didn't manage swimming this week nor line dancing thanks to cake making and party preps. Have been far too knackered with late nights at 3/4/5am but am promising myself next week I will be good. Also another personal appt at the gym Monday night so don't have much choice.
The cake turned out well and tasted good. I put on 1/2lb this week but I did make 3 cakes in total and ate white bread with egg mayonaise. Not very healthy but it was lovely MemoriesI think I posted about this last year but a school friend of mine passed away from cancer. I think the primary cancer was testicular.
I think of Dean often. We dated for a couple of weeks but he was far too nice for me. I remember fancying him for 2 years beforehand and I also remember at around 13 slipping some song lyrics into his pencil case but he never took the hint....well not for another 2 years anyway
He was tall, handsome and a genuinely nice.The first time I met his Mum was when I was shopping in ASDA. I was with my Mum and the lady at the deli asked me if I was ******* **** It really threw me as I'd never seen her in my life before
 but she knew all about me. It seems they had been to see the latest school production and Dean had pointed me out. From then on we'd chat if we saw each other.Mum saw her this week. Apparently Dean's brother got married recently and Dean and written a letter to be read out for the happy couple and one for his Mum. Mum said they both had a blub when she was telling her. It must be weird having your own words read out at an event that has taken place after your passing but a definite way of being remembered. His Dad has had a hard time coming to terms with it.
It must be hard to comprehend, losing a child. It's not how nature is supposed to work. Even when your children are no longer children, they are still your children. I couldn't even begin to imagine the void it must leave and, of course, nor would I want to.
Last time I saw Dean we went out for a drink in the country, on the way home the lights went on his car and we had to drive back on full beam which was awful. We promised we'd meet up again but I didn't. Mainly because Dean was at a crossroads in his life with a lady and I didn't know how she'd take our platonic relationship. I also felt I was being encouraged to step in but decided not to. I think it was the right decision as the path he took was the right one.
I do carry some guilt as I had the means of getting in touch but never did. We were hoping to arrange a school reunion but by the time it was arranged we were years down the line and I didn't go. I wish and wish I'd picked up the phone at the time because I think I'd have found out about his illness.
Dean was a special person and I don't say that in soppy sentiment because he is no longer here but he really was one of the nice guys and anyone who knew him would say the same thing.
Unfortunately the older I get the more I feel cheated as a child with the good prevails and happily ever after malarky
 July 07 Thinking up titles can be a real painEspecially when you've got a man cold.....I did try to warn you.
So with said Lemsip currently whirring around my inner workings I'm starting to feel much better.
We're flying to Otranto on the 24th August but other details are still yet to be confirmed. Already started buying bits and bobs.....got to be prepared. Haven't made my mind up whether I will take my laptop. I've never spent a whole week away.....even if I haven't got internet access she is my comfort blanket. I do have my zen I guess that could be a mini comforter. When I say I haven't made my mind up yet, usually I'd take it no questions asked but Ali is a bit of a nightmare where holidays are concerned. A recent trip to Rio saw their safe raided and bag stolen from the beach. There are numerous other stories but considering this is her 68th holiday win I would be here for an eternity.
I am pretty gutted though as I was hoping we would've been gien the dates the week before. I have tickets to see the Chuckle Brothers. Now i know what you're thinking and I've never been a fan, pretty much because when they hit the children's television screens I was a teen or preteen? and it wasn't cool to like them. Recently though they released their first DVD which I purchased as a small joke that backfired. It was actually watched 8 times in the first 3 days and I have to admit is fantastic. I immediately found where they were and booked front row tickets.
Not only are the Chuckle Brothers comedic geniuses their two older brothers (The Patton Brothers) also work alongside them. They have been in the business for 50 years working variety theatre and although I knew of them seperately didn't realise that they are part of the Chuckle Brother act. I suppose at my age you understand a lot more of what goes into an act like theirs and considering their ages they work really hard....not only that but you also get the impression that they are in it for the enjoyment and not just the money which goes a long way in my book.
This week I nominate Barry Chuckle o be my adoptive Dad
Everyone else is still going but I'll hopefully get the opportunity to go another time. I have put in my orders for a signed photo. CakeWell I haven't blogged about it in a while but I've made one. The making wasn't so bad but decorating it......blimey o'riley.
Never tried before but had a request. Took hours and isn't quite finished but.....
Not fantastic but not knowing about the materials and their properties didn't help but I've gained experience. Everyone seems pretty impressed and I know the cake tastes ok as the was surplus when carving it into shape.
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