Who ate all the ... cake?

Chenelle came for dinner on Friday and she and '(G)randad' had a great time making a lot of noise learning to play the guitar together. She has a beautiful singing voice which I could hear once I put gaffer tape over G's mouth.. 

After dinner the intrepid duo set forth to bake a cake for Great Nanny/Mum which G was to take up to her on his visit this weekend.

 Chenelle was justifiably proud of their creation (Note to self - must buy cake tins the same size!)

 I went off to do a couple of jobs and when I came back a mouse with a Stanley knife, or so they said, had sneaked up on it. 

Sorry Margaret!

PS I cannot believe how hard it is raining at the moment. We're rising and I need to check the ropes and empty the dogs. Looks like I'm going to have to put full wets on over my PJs. Come home Graham; all is forgiven!