Showing posts with label cake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cake. Show all posts

Tuesday, 4 January 2011

Birthday Cake / Fire Hazard

It's Novelist Supermum's Birthday today, so I tried putting the correct number of candles on her cake (I'll leave you to count them). Lighting them proved to be a risky business - the heat given off was tremendous. She managed to blow them out in one go, leaving a smoke signal behind that a Native American would have been proud of, and a strong smell of hot candle wax.

After the babysitter arrived I took her out to our very local Thai Restaurant Chaba Chaba for a few Thai beers and a rather excellent meal - could hardly move afterwards, had to walk it off, then popped into Pod for a last beer before home.








Sunday, 22 April 2007

Let them eat Cake!

Food and Drink with some pals in the Everyman Bistro on Friday.
Couldn't resist following the main course with a slice of Burgundy Chocolate Cake, which meant that I was so full I could barely walk to the taxi afterwards.

Sister came over on Saturday - so manic cleaning and tidying of the house (it only gets cleaned when we have visitors) followed by food, wine and falling asleep on the living room furniture on Saturday night.

Samwise's cousins came over early Sunday morning, so that we could take them all for a post-Birthday treat at the Aztec temple themed play area.

Then a walk in the park, followed by more cake. Birthday cake number 3 for Samwise - who demonstrated the principle of the flip-top head when trying to devour a piece of chocolate cake larger than his face.

Sunday, 15 April 2007

Growing up Fast

It's Samwise' third Birthday tomorrow.

He's celebrating with cake and sweets at his nursery in the morning, so I'm taking tomorrow afternoon off work to light the candles on his Thomas the Tank Engine cake*, sing Happy Birthday and see him open his presents.

* Had fun buying this. Samwise was with me, sitting in the shopping trolley - so I had to grab the cake when he wasn't looking and slip it into the trolley under cover of a pack of kitchen rolls. Going through the checkout I lifted him out of the trolley, and allowed him to sit and wait on the seats by the store window, whilst a helpful Tesco's checkout lady helped me smuggle the cake past him, hidden in a double layer of carrier bags.