My first cake of the year!

10.01.2013

 

 Today was all about the cake making! My favourite thing to do! It was for a friends 50th birthday and she's a big fan of my cake so I promised her I would make her a cake to remember. As you might remember, last year I did a chocolate course at Slattery's and my mum and dad bought me some of the equipment I needed for this for Christmas so with Cath being a big fan of chocolate as well as my cake I thought it was the perfect time to put them to use.

 

It took me most of the day to do it but I think that's just because I'm still getting used to the skills and equipment and things, I think once I've got the hang of it I could do some really nice work, and hopefully make some money in the process!

There's not much more to say really other than to show you the finished product and see what you think....

 

Goodbye for now..

I would like to introduce you to one of the nicest guys you are ever likely to meet.. This is my friend Danny.



"Friend" is kind of an understatement to be honest, he's much much more than that to me. I've known him for around about eight years and from the very beginning, when he was just 13 and I was 17, we just clicked. as cheesy or corny as that might sound, it's true. And not in that way before you think it, just in the sense that I knew from day one that his friendship would be something very special to me.

Fun, frolics and photography..

Woah, almost a week since I last blogged! Deary me, a lot has happened in 5 days so I'd better get typing!

As you can probably tell from the last post, I had a really good training session on Thursday which was the first with my team in a long time. I'd been in my chair at the weekend for the coaching course so realisitically I should've been sensible and rested but I had 'the bug' and just really wanted to play. All was well until I got home and out of the shower to see that even though I'd enjoyed it myself, the wound on my leg had definitely not enjoyed it. It was bleeding and had opened again which was like a kick in the teeth for me. I get a little complacent with it when it's doing well, I forget that its like walking a knife edge and doing that little bit too much could just tip the balance and set me backwards in my progress. Ah well, I'm feeling better after a little low patch Thursday night/Friday morning, still a little tired (a result of doing too much) but I'm not hating the world anymore!

I was a little unsure on how Friday night was going to leave me after Thursdays outburst though, as it was the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games... It could've gone two ways, I could've really embraced it and got really in the sporting mood or I could've gone really withdrawn and not wanted anything to do with it as it's a reminder that I'm no longer at that level....