A retirement cake for lovely Bernie who used to work (it's his last day today) on the flower stall when I did the cake stall on a Tuesday. He would always buy one for his wife to take home which was very romantic. I dropped it off at the stall today (after much scheming with Brigitte who usually works there to make it a surprise) and stood in the absolute bitter cold - it's May! - having a cup of tea and chatting to Bernie about Sorrento..it may be hot there, they may have the greatest food in the world and the people may all look like film stars but I comfort myself with the fact that they don't have daisycakes :)