Yes exactly!  Fairy cakes and with butter icing and sprinkles!  And also piped pretty pink icing!
I don’t know what’s come over me I really don’t. I fear I may have been abducted by aliens whilst sleeping and changed me into a 1950’s housewife.  I spent most of Friday (pinnied up) baking cake after cake.  I made fruit scones, farmhouse biscuits, tiffin and fairy cakes!  Somebody stop me I might start knitting!
Felt as sick as a pig afterwards from all the necessary testing and vowed never to eat cake again until the very next day.  The next day arrived and I started breakfast with a nice cup of tea and a piece of tiffin.  Then I proceeded to clean and iron in a chirpy almost snow white style manner (I know, it’s scary) I then noticed a hem on some trousers needed mending and so set about winding bobbins and threading machines.  This I got right first time (first time have ever owned or even threaded a sewing machine) and it sewed perfectly first time.  I really am quite amazed at myself and feel I should be nominated for the ‘Woman of the year’ award.  I have now started to get the sniffles and feeling slightly under the weather – must be all this homely loveliness, cooking and domesticated behaviour. ” Hey, whats-yer-name, pass me some tiffin!”