As most of you know, I was recently leafing though old family albums, and since birthdays are a classic occasion for taking photos, you won’t be at all surprised that I’ve stumbled upon some highly incriminating evidence documenting the early days of my life-long cake addiction.
A quick look over the shoulder to make sure nobody’s about to swipe my piece… That’s my mother on the left, the other people are her aunts and her cousin. [Hideous 80’s perms alert…!]
I absolutely love marzipan, so my birthday cakes were always densely populated by marzipan fauna and flora, as well as covered by a layer of marzipan:
Whaaaahhhh, she’s touching My Precious….!!!!
Finally, she’s gone… and I get to be alone with MY CAKE!!!
Ooooooh, a fancy two-tiered construction! Just what I’d ordered. Right behind me are my mum (right, in the blue) and by grandma (left)
My little brother with his birthday cake. Yes, wee boy, just don’t you take your eyes off it… not even for a second…!
[For the rest of the 70’s Flashback series, bursting with embarrassing photos, click here.]