The lovely Claudia brought her niece round for a bit of r&r - she relaxed whilst we recreationed. We made cupcakes. Freya is a lovely 10 year old who is great fun with a nice bubbly outlook on life - she'll soon be slamming doors, snogging boys and doing drugs but right now thinks I'm absolutely splendid. We made bunny cupcakes, rose cupcakes, arty cupcakes, zany cupcakes, busy cupcakes, doggy cupcakes, delicious cupcakes and the "I dare you to put that in your mouth" cupcakes. There was a bit when Claudia and I wandered down the garden for a breather; when we returned the icing had turned a ghastly shade of puce. I'm sure I left her stirring something pale and pretty. Oh well, by the time it was covered with a thousand smarties, dots, flowers, butterflies and 2 different shades of glitter it didn't really matter. I am beginning to hate cake sparkle as it sparkles everything in a 5 mile radius including the dog; he looks like a smelly Christmas fairy.
Everything in my house is very pink and very sticky and awfully twinkly.... with Mr Smith coming over the horizon.
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