Eat, drink, receive stuff, give more, play games and be extremely, cheek warmingly merry! But most of all, let those you love know just how much you love them. Merry Christmas everyone xxx

BOO!!! Did we scare you? No?! Didn't think so, oh well have a wonderfully wicked Halloween. Play countless tricks and enjoy as many treats as you can get hold of. Go on then, off you trot!

We very rarely dedicate a blog to a shout out, but there's a first time for everything so here goes...A BIG shout out to P.R. and J.W. they know who they are! Thank you guys for helping make the past few weeks our best ever. Big cakey love to you both...

G'day mates! It's been forever we know. This is due to a re-location situation, how limb-snappingly exciting! We are now based in Sydney, where the sun shines more often and there is plenty of everything to witter about. Oh, how we've missed wittering to you. We shall start with an edible image, cake is big over here - brilliant. These delights are a selection from the cheesecake shop. Yuh hum...

 

We love our Mom. Especially when she takes us out for lunch. Check out the mini jars of sauce we received with our meals! We love jars (simple things...). Ours was the burger. bloody scrumptious! Only thing was, there was no room left for puddings until a good 45 minutes after - but we had already left the restaurant so yes, we had a little sulk. And Mom refused to let us permanently borrow one of the little jars. Moms are always right. Hmph.

We are cycling on our bicycle, there's bread and flowers in the basket, there is a sea breeze blowing through our hair and we ring our little bicycle bell. Our cheeks ache from smiling...

 

Proud moments, fay-loves-cake @ TOPSHOP...

 

Sometimes, even though it's wrong, it's fun to be naughty. Or cheeky. Or mischievous. As long as no real harm comes to anyone and nobody gets put in jail, go and feel the good kind of guilt. The kind where you keep giggling until your stomach hurts and you almost want to get told off. Please don't tell us off though. We promise to be good next blog! Yes, yes...we've learnt our lesson.

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Some people are like fireworks. They explode into your life, creating beautiful, entertaining displays. They make you excitedly smile and gasp. They light up your universe in the most colourful of ways and you come away from them glowing. Always a little sad to leave them, as the show is over, you know the next instalment will be just as wonderful if not more so than the last. And you love them because they are a special occassion. How lucky we are to have these fireworks in our lives.

Hello, it's been a little while hasn't it? So what have you been up to? Tried any new cakes of late? We've discovered a new tea and cake place nestled in Nottingham called The Walk. It offers a range of afternoon teas with miniture and full sized cakes/scones and sandwiches included. And guess what? Go on guess...no? OK. They serve cream of the clotted variety with their scones along with locally sourced jams - including rose petal jam, divine. All the little round tables and beautiful chairs are different, and there's an eclectic mix of tea cups, tea pots and cake stands served by pretty girls with red lipstick and bows in their hair. We ended up wondering if infact we were daydreaming as this is very often a scene we picture. There is also the option of a champagne afternoon tea which we will be indulging in tomorrow as it is a bit of a special day. We will be taking photos, so further wittering about our new favourite place is to be expected.

We would also love to thank all those involved in a wonderful weekend of celebrations last weekend. We danced and laughed and had a very jolly couple of days. We were told if we were a gladiator (one of the ones off the T.V. not of the Russell Crowe variety), we would be named the Tickler, due to our non-violent but surprise tickle attacks. The more we think about this name, the more we wonder if it sounds cute or infact quite creepy. Hmmmm. Anywho, when arriving home we got quite upset that it was all over and we had picked up a cold on the train. Hankies all round. Then we remembered something mom had told us....don't be sad that it's ended, be happy that it happened! How true. Just wish it could have kept going a little bit longer!

So, keep smiling, eating cake and spending time with those who make your cheeks (on your face) ache from laughter! XXX

This blog is dedicated to D.P. - an unexpected fan of our blogging (he's not dead by the way...it's just a thank you for reading sort of thing).