Last weekend the oldest of the Brunt sister clan was married to her love on a perfect English summer’s day at a tiny church on the banks of the River Stour in Constable country. She asked around a dozen of … Continue reading
My sister is getting married in a field overlooking the Suffolk coast in a few weeks and she’s asked a few friends and family to each make a favourite cake and bring it along, crafty little vixen that she is. … Continue reading
As early as 1818 these small, flat raisin filled cakes were being gobbled up all over the UK and even as far as the West Indies having supposedly originated in James Birch’s shop on the corner of Vicarage Road in … Continue reading
On Monday Papa B goes in to hospital for a big operation so I am spending part of this weekend filling his fridge and freezer with nice healthy-ish things for him to have when he comes out and so given … Continue reading
