morning to last thing at night.
To name but one of my interesting moments (as to name all of them, well, that's simply not cricket old chap and not something one can discuss in polite society, but believe me, they were good), I had a visit from Wolverhampton's Environmental Health to check that everything was acceptable for catering purposes. It was, of course, and it's on with the cake. Today I have started work on a pair of boxing gloves. I have made them in a vanilla madeira and will begin covering them tomorrow, as they are cooling at present.
Earlier today I went for a little look around Wolverhampton's Antiques shops and market on the hunt to feed my passion for vintage china (teacups and saucers, along with side plates and servers). I just can't help myself; nothing matches, and I like it that way. Alas I couldn't find a thing I liked. Typical. Anyway I really don't have time to worry about old crocks; I am currently planning some Halloween cakes and cupcakes to tantalise and tease you with, so I really should get down to the planning of those and not on here talking in riddles and rubbish. Plus I think it's time to get the dinner on, Scallops and mozzarella with salad... followed by summer pudding. I really am not going to shed any weight at this rate am I? Dinner is healthy, dessert... hmmmm. Best renew my fit card and head down to the baths, hair pinned and eye-liner off!!