One of my favourite things to eat is Cake, so where oh where to start with this week’s topic for The Theme Game! I’m always baking with Monkey so I could have written about that, or my attempts to eat Coffee and Walnut cake at every National Trust property I’ve visited. There are some amazing examples out there! But I decided to focus on a couple of examples of Cake that mean something to me and my little family. You will have to excuse the picture quality as they are photo’s of photo’s. I am going to be saying that a lot over the coming months!
This is my wedding cake, one layer of normal sponge, one layer of chocolate cake! It was covered in hearts and Daddy P’s sister made the floral decoration that sat on top of the cake. In fact she can make the most wonderful floral displays, and did all of the flowers for our wedding as part of our present. I didn’t want anything too ornate, I’m not overly keen on fruit cake, but this was wonderful. We were both really pleased with it.
This photo has a whole host of family links. Our wedding cake with the flowers arranged by my sister-in-law. The wooden display table next to it, actually belongs to our local church but was ordered to remember Daddy P’s Mum. She was heavily involved in the Mothers Union and this table bears her name. My SIL made the floral display and we lit the candle at the beginning of our wedding ceremony in remembrance of three very special people who couldn’t be there. My beloved Granny, Daddy P’s Mum and his Dad (who had only recently died). The three of them are shown in the photographs on the wall in this photograph. The Hotel staff were amazing, we wanted photos on display – no problem!
So, you just see a photo of a couple, cutting their wedding cake, we see so much more!
This is Monkey’s Christening cake – he was always going to like trains wasn’t he! Again, I’m not in to big and flashy, just simple. I love looking at this cake now – looking at my Monkey, the HUGE train fan. Remembering a special day, celebrated on Daddy P’s first Father’s Day, a day which should have been Granddad P’s birthday.
So we celebrated and remembered – all with a bit of cake!