The loveliest thing happened yesterday. After traipsing to work with four trays of Sticky Bicky Cake (a delicious gooey refrigerator cake that my best friend’s mum used to make when we were kids), that weighed more than my rucksack (and I know that weighs a stone, so the commute was some sort of endurance test, between the two), someone commented that a post that had been added to our company intranet. The post was about the secret baker…
In case you can’t read that teeny tiny print, it says:
‘Who is the Hatton Garden Secret Baker?
We seem to have a Talented Baker, sitting on the third floor in the London Hatton Garden office. Who on a monthly basis creep’s in on a Monday morning to deliver goodies.
I think this person deserves a MASSIVE Thank you. ‘
I slightly dispute the ‘talented’ part. And the third floor part (we’re on the second), but the fact that someone has noticed that this happens every month and weirdly, gave me the ‘Secret Baker’ name I was given in my old office absolutely made my day. And I’m still smiling now. :o)
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That’s great at least you know your appreciated. I made cakes for my upper 6th physics group today, for the last time, (last lesson before the exams). They really appreciated all the cake made over the years, it’s nice when they say thank you.
Ah, that’s so lovely of you – I certainly never had a teacher bake me a cake!
I teach really lovely hard working girls. It helps them stay focused & achieve there high targets, they like the fact I made them something so continue to work hard. With all the targets in education it’s one way of achieving.
YUM! I could just do with a bit of sticky bicky cake right now!! Well done for making everyone happy :)
If you were closer I’d post you some. I’m not sure it would make it half way round the world though. It’s also probably a little bit illegal…. :o)