The picture above clearly illustrates the shortcomings of the cake safe. Having made a cake, I place it on a cake stand under the cake dome where it will be free from the ravages of mice, should there be any. and flies. A power greater than either of these has breached the defences. Cake is my Vietnam. I create, supply and defend only to find in the morning that all the good work has been undone. I feel like playing “The Ride of Valkyries”, making a helicopterish noise and setting fire to the kitchen, but no, I immediately invest in more eggs, flour, butter and jam and throw them at the problem. And so it has gone on. Saving Private Cake is a hopeless task, but there would be an outcry if I announced that I was pulling out of cake making. There is a more worrying side to the problem in that I’m pretty sure that the thief is me. I’ve caught myself at it a couple of times but said nothing as my mouth was full. Whoever said “There’s nothing worse than bad manners” had lived a very sheltered life and certainly had never visited Peckham. It’s sometimes best to say absolutely nothing as it only embarrasses and I don’t think it solves the problem. Oh, look what’s just come out of the oven.
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