I have this friend whom I shall call Bridget. She is brilliant. Warm, genuine and a strong advocate of the colour orange (to the extent that when I had a party in the house she bought me every orange thing she could see whilst in Tesco buying beer). She is also, at this moment in time, waiting for her daughter to say YES to a marriage proposal that is coming her way.
The reason we know there is a proposal on the way is due to the fact that Bridget was asked to bake that cake you can see at the top of this post. How sweet is that? Pardon the pun.
Basically, at the moment in time, there are thirty odd (very odd) die hard romantic cake makers all waiting anxiously for her to scream YES and ring her ma so she can tell us and we can all jump up and down and marvel at young love. Sigh.
Unfortunately though, the feckers have obviously ordered a proper meal and are stuffed, which is why they haven't ordered dessert (the cake) yet. I'm a wreck here. I know she's going to say yes. So do all the other cake makers but ................ c'mon already!!!!!
Oh, news just in .. . . She said YES!!!!! But only after she rang her ma and said she loved the cake!
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