Today is special. The honey cake has rested a few days and aged into a proper birthday cake. It's now sandwiched and coated with a sharp ginger frosting, and sprinkled madly with coloured sugar. It's ready for Martha's birthday.
For the first time in months, I'm working a lunch service not dinner. That means lots of things: I'll see Glyn for more than ten sleepy minutes, I'll be out in the daylight in the afternoon with all the other humans, and best of all I'll be meeting friends for cocktails to celebrate Martha. Hooray!
Leave a comment