The last 24 hours have been very cakey. Perhaps too cakey. An excess of blackened bananas in the fruitbowl led to the quite faffy but incredibly light and yummy Butterscotch Banana Cakes from Dirty Dan Lepard’s Short & Sweet.
This morning I baked a lemon drizzle cake to take to afternon tea at my mum’s. The cake was given preferential treatment being transported in the car, whereas once again I was thrown out at the side of the road and expected to run the last three miles of the journey. Not entirely coincidentially, the drop off point was mere feet away from a motorbike (suggested by Torsparkles) but the rest of the run didn’t yield any more treasure until I landed at mum’s.
There, I announced my arrival at the back door jogging on the spot and announcing that I couldn’t stop running until I’d seen some pretty bunting (Jen again!). One more lap of the garden and I’d clocked up two lots of bunting…
…and a bonus item of a teaspoon (added to the list by the wonderful Christine Evans AKA Artist on a Bike).
We couldn’t let this patriotic chap go unrecorded, especially as his tie originally decorated my gran’s coronation cake 60 years ago.
There was then another treasure hunt around the garden and more cake.
And then a nap.