Let them eat Cake – nearly.

There will be, I’m sure, be as many suggestions as there are people in the world for top festive food treats, so let me say right now you’re all wrong and I’m right which I’m sure is how you all feel about your preference. Thankfully this is not a vote, it’s an assertion.

Raw cake mixture. Out of the bowl, off the stirring spoon even from between the spiny things that I cannot at the moment name but, that’s the thing.

Never mind the Christmas pud or the cakes of various flavour, never mind the experts chocolates in their fancy boxes, all very nice I can confirm but not a patch on a drop of ‘the mixture’.

Of course the reality is that it’s got absolutely nothing to do with how good the cake might end up being or how good it might look, could be a complete dogs breakfast when it comes to the presentation- don’t care, and that’s because when you have a homemade cake and the maker of that cake invites you, you personally to enjoy that mix, well…

Yes it’s memory of people and place, warmth and happiness but it’s really about love isn’t it.

Happy are those who are offered the raw cake mixture for they know true love.

Merry Christmas everybody.


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