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.

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).

Still feeling quite ropey here at fay-loves-cake, we have taken feeling sorry for ourselves to new levels. To cheer ourselves up we thought we would reminisce about our trip to Switzerland, and so turned to our notebook...

  Switzerland is so, so beautiful. On every drive around the hairpin-bends of the mountains our eyes are filled up with trees, rivers and constant postcard-worthy scenery. There is nowhere to look that isn't picturesque! Even though Switzerland is an extremely clean, fresh place, it is not too regimented and retains bucket fulls of character. There is a depth to the landscape and a feeling of magic in the air due to the towering, fairytale trees and ominous looking rocks.

  We did ponder as to where the little trolls and fairies that must reside in these magical lands were. We could only imagine that they creep out into the twilight to drink Swiss wine and dance around the Christmas-shaped trees! We have decided that they work throughout the night to build the wooden chalets that are sprinkled about the mountains.

  Yes. We are quite taken with Switzerland. The best to way to descibe the drive into these mountainous regions is to say it's like opening a childrens pop-up book, where there is a strong theme, however each page is so intricately different.

  There wasn't even snow on our visit, so we are desperate to go back when there is. Infact thinking about it makes us too excited...you know when your body goes all tense and you grit your teeth and your arms might snap off backwards at the elbow? - That sort of excited.

P.S...thank you L.M!