Just call me Mr Kipling

There is something you may not know about me. Along with my positive array of talents that are spilling out of me in abundance; artist, photographer, worldly traveller, writer, beauty queen, trend setter, all round great gal and fucking hilarious . . . . . . I am a BRILLIANT baker.

Like if I entered all local county fairs I'd win every baking competition, those old WI bitches wouldn't stand a chance..... I just don't enter to let them feel good about themselves. Or if I even competed against the man himself Mr Kipling . . . . the old man would lose hands down.

But enough about my talents let's get to the good part. The eye feast. And let's remember that this is just the tip of my baking genius iceberg. Enjoy YUM.

These babies are my latest baking conquest. You better believe my brother said these are the best god damn biscuits he's ever had.

 

Most recently I made a cake with my sister for our Dad's Birthday based on the classic Tesco awesome Birthday cake . . . .  Ours was way better obviously.

If you're mega super keen then I can give you the recipes. If not and you simply fear my baking talents then I will make you something. At a price. You'll be tasting angels and sparkle and unicorns, those kind of ingredients don't come for free.
You'll pretty much be as smiley as this guy.