I Would Love to Bake a Cake for… Dame Helen Mirren

By the end of this week, I will officially be in my mid-thirties. Turning 35 does not worry me much – I am by no means having a panic or considering lying about my age from now on – but it does make me think as I march headlong into an age bracket that culminates with me turning 40. I … Read More

I Would Love to Bake a Cake for… Joan Crawford

In last week’s post, I told you all how completely and utterly obsessed I am with You Must Remember This, the podcast exploring all things classic Hollywood by Karina Longworth. I spent the tail end of last week working on a magazine cake commission and listening to the series ‘Six Degrees of Joan Crawford’. What a fascinating creature Joan Crawford … Read More

I Would Love to Bake a Cake for… Clare Quartermaine of The House of Foxy

Those of you who follow me on social media will know that I jollied on up to Harrogate at the weekend to celebrate the opening of The House of Foxy’s very first retail outlet. Hosted within the fabulously cluttered walls of Space Harrogate on the Ginnel – cluttered with every kind of vintage treasure – this corner of rails and … Read More

I Would Love to Bake a Cake for… Elsa and Anna from Frozen

Good morning, you gorgeous lot. I am back! After the most wonderful weekend in Edinburgh at the last Foodies Festival of 2016, I am home. As it happens, I am now home for a while as that is it for shows this year. It has been the most incredible year – I have met so many of you and travelled … Read More

I Would Love to Bake a Cake for… President Hillary Clinton

Dear Reader, I started writing this post on Monday 7th November 2016. On the morning of Wednesday 9th November 2016, my finger hovered over the trash button but something told me that this was an important thread to follow through. So because this is a fantasy bake, I publish these words with sincere personal sadness. In the spirit of being hopeful, … Read More

I Would Love to Bake a Cake for… Caitlin Moran

Or ‘Cat-Mo’ as she has affectionately become known between my Mother and I, as if she were a J-Lo style mega ‘sleb’ rather than a proper, genuine, serious writer type from Wolverhampton. Needless to say, those familiar with the many writings of Caitlin Moran, will know that any seriousness is concealed within a heavy layer of piss-taking – which is … Read More