The over-kneaded grey pastry jam tarts were always a favourite.

My best ever memory of true baking success was when I was about 3 or 4 years old & I made fairy cakes with my long suffering Mum. My Dad came home from work & I was so excited … Dad took a bite & rolled on his back with his arms & legs in the air to play dead – I just KNEW he loved them.

These days the baking has improved a bit but the philosophy is much the same – I hope my baking makes people smile.