There's been a whole lot of baking & mess creating here at Twelve over the past 2 weeks.
From a Smurf Toadstool for my best friend's 5 year old....
To a mahoosive 72 cupcakes.
A 'Worlds Biggest Coffee Morning' for a very good charity was being held where G has his office, & my boss also retired last week (nothing to do with me!)...
::Lemon Meringue::
::Raspberry Pavlova::
::Lime::
::Chocolate Orange::
Yum! & surely there's 1of your 5 a day in each those fruit themed cupcakes....
The 10 year old also had his school trip to Kelham Island in Sheffield last week. There were requests for 1940's style clothing and strict instructions on a WW2 pack up for lunch. Thank goodness for Grandads gardening flat cap & Uncle T's wooly socks....
Now my boy is growing, he has hollow legs when it comes to food. So I kinda knew that even with a thick white bread & jam sandwich, and the biggest English apple I could find, it would not keep him going till tea time. So after an internet search on baking WW2 recipes, we decided to have a go at grated carrot (& my finger) biscuits. They were surprisingly passable, and even his friend's ate them - or they may have just been hungry too....
So lunch was all tied up in paper & string, and packed into a paper bag.
Ahhhh, look at him racing into the car - eager to go on his trip... No way had he just told me to 'give over mum with the camera'. No, he never would, not after all the effort I'd put in...
Hmpff!
Lx