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Friday, 8 August 2014

And here is the news....

A few little things to update you on.  First of all, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Daniel who turned 7 yesterday.  My cheeky wee grandson is growing fast and full of fun.  He loves Spongebob and to it was inevitable that this would be the theme for his cake this year.  

The next item on the agenda is to tell you that Extra Icing has now officially moved to Lanark!  I am happily ensconced in my new country surroundings and already enjoying the peaceful sounds of this new life.  No more bar brawls and early morning serenades from drunken twats on the streets.  Total and utter BLISS!!  You can find all the new details on Extra Icing website.  I am taking orders for celebration cakes but unfortunately I cannot commit to weddings for the next year at least.  My book is published in November and I have a few countries to teach in the coming months which makes the diary quite erratic.  Apart from that, I no longer have premises to take consultations so all cake orders will be made via the website, telephone or e-mail.  Deposits to secure the order will be requested through PayPal.

And finally....my downloadable tutorials are still on offer at £1.50.  With moving home, the "for sale" signs did a lot of harm to my business in West Lothian.  Establishing myself in a new area is going to take a little time, but I'll get there.  Although I have moved into new surroundings, there are still the final ties to be cut from the old ones and so the struggle continues until I can finally take control and begin this new adventure with a lighter heart and a wider smile.  I appreciate any sales from the tutorials, especially at this time when everything seems to be dying a slow death around me in the business sense.  But I'm not completely on my arse just yet, and don't intend to be.
Find the tutorials here at Extra Icing.  I appreciate your support!

Saturday, 26 July 2014

White elephant in the room!

This little cutie was a cake topper for my beautiful (and funny) granddaughter who just turned 2.  What?  When did that happen??  It wasn't my original plan to make an elephant but time and personal stuff (aka garbage) is against me at the moment...but that's another ranting post which will be saved for later when I am able to communicate my thoughts without causing offence to you, the public reader, who needs only buy any music download these days to know the kind of language required to express oneself clearly.  Anyhoo....at the risk of beginning my rant already....I shall sign off and leave you with a link to Extra Icing Facebook photo gallery where you can see the rest of this pretty pastel coloured cake.  I love it actually.  It's a simple design but it's effective and makes me smile.  I hope it does the same for you too.

Saturday, 19 July 2014

Happy girl!

Is there any particular reason for sharing Jessica's picture?  No...not really, unless you are feeling particularly down.  I hope she brings a smile to your face as much as she does mine.  My beautiful granddaughter is 2 months old and a bundle of smiles.  It would be selfish not to share...so I am sharing.  Have a good weekend!

Friday, 11 July 2014

I'm so proud of my tits!



These little birdies (what were YOU thinking??) are made from Gumpaste and dusted with Sugarflair colours and painted around the head and wings for added detail.  The wee bird hoose is also embossed with a wood effect impression mat and cut to shape, stuck together with edible glue.  I wonder at having to say 'edible' in front of the word glue when making a cake.  Would anyone really think that PVA or UHU was used for such a thing?  Better being safe than sorry I suppose and not mislead the public...so the glue is totally edible and made from CMC (Tylose) powder and water.  The bottom tier of this cake is actually covered with a layer of marzipan.  The cake is madeira with a jam and cream filling then left in the fridge to set a little.  That makes it easier to cover with the marzipan and not have it sliding all over the place...especially when jam is used.  I covered the top of the cake with a circle of marzipan first of all then rolled a strip to fit around the sides and then gave it a good going over with a couple of smoothers to create the sharp edges.  This would have required a bit more pressure if I'd covered all of the cake in one go, so I think I saved myself a potential disaster by doing it the long way instead of the shortcut.  Top tier is chocolate and covered in ganache which made the sharp edges a little easier.  It didn't turn out too badly and my customer loved it...which is the main thing after all.

Saturday, 5 July 2014

Do you want to build a snowman?



When I got my request for a Frozen cake I was thrilled.  I opted for Olaf because he is less technically challenging than the Princesses, but one day I will have a little go at making a proper lookalike for Elsa and Anna....then charge a fortune for the sweat, blood and tears!  You always know when a new movie comes out that the cake orders will come flying in with the same themes.  I loved this one I have to say, and found it very difficult to....LET IT GO....LET IT GO-O!!  

Thursday, 5 June 2014

"Fun Figures" My BOOK is available to pre order in the US!

Pre order now on Amazon.com  Hopefully it won't be too long before you can order from Amazon UK....or....you can wait and order from me personally!  Now THAT'S a great idea.  Whichever way you choose, I hope you like it.

Sunday, 25 May 2014

Welcome to the world, baby girl!

I have regaled my daughter Vicky over the years with tales of her birth which basically consisted of me being overdue almost 2 weeks, a tsunami in my M&S big pants followed by severe contractions for only a few hours before being whipped into hospital in an ambulance, jagged up the arse and given an epidural which was topped up 3 times and left to lay around like an injured elephant....totally oblivious to the goings on around me and caring even less.  I had no further work to do and was kept aware of what my body was going through only by the noise of the machines I was attached to at the time.  Eventually Vicky arrived by emergency section because of her quickly dipping heart rate.  Imagine that...all the while I'm laying there doing NOTHING and an emergency situation was happening.  Cut, cut, pull, tug.....here's ya baby!  Job done.  I got off relatively easy, even though my labour was 18 hours long, it kind of happened when I wasn't there!  So I have NO experience of the pushing and panting...except for the M&S panting that is.  My daughter hasn't been let off so lightly.  Her labour started 2 days before her beautiful bundle poked her nose into the world.  Strong of mind and body as Vicky is, she could never have imagined the experience to drain her...literally...quite as much as it did.  The midwives she encountered along the way were of very different personalities.  Some of those personalities were all wrapped up in one person!  Dr. Jekyll and Nurse Hyde for sure.  Each one questioning the logic and decisions of previous midwives as if Vicky had been plotting against them and keeping certain information secret.  LOOK AT YOUR NOTES FOR THE BLOODY ANSWERS NURSES!  The patient doesn't always take everything IN when her nethers feel like there's a train coming and the tunnel is closed!  In the delivery suite, Vicky is given gas and air.  Working incredibly well with this until the pain steps up a notch.  She requests alternative pain relief and is given a run down from a very laid back midwife, sitting back with arms folded and speaking in the softest voice.  A very lovely woman for sure....but DO something will ya??  Drugs were offered, but the (possible) effects on the baby put Vicky off.  Epidural please?  Well...you've done it this far without it...could delay the progress more...baby could be here soon.  HOURS later....epidural please??  Well...you've done it this far....baby could be here soon......!!  Yes, I HAVE just repeated myself.  If Vicky was told "just another half hour..." once, she was told a thousand times.  Baby's head appeared to be a fingertip away from the exit door on several occasions, building up Vicky's hope and persuading her to keep pushing.  Which she did...almost chewing the gas and air and screaming out at some points (very few) only to be told to keep it in and use the anger (anger = pain?  really??) to push harder.  Is anyone listening??  The final straw for Vicky was when she heard "actually no, the head isn't quite there yet".  She felt as though she was being lied to...and I could see her giving up.  Her energy was on the floor, right about where I wanted to put the midwife at this point.  She left the room a few times and we weren't sure what to do...when all of a sudden the door burst open and in came Maleficent followed by Frick and Frack on speed!  They waved their arms at Vicky, informing her that they were the "team" for the night then left as swiftly and with as little grace as their entry.  It was all so quiet once again.  "what just happened?"...we pondered together.  
At the point of pushing for the finale (she thought), the midwife asked Vicky "do you mind if I go for an hour's break and I'll send my colleague in?"  Vicky is a nurse and fully appreciates they need a break, but Vicky would never leave a patient she'd worked so close with for all this time, handing over responsibility to someone else.  She'd have left the room occasionally for a quick bite of a sandwich and returned to continue her reassurance.  She did say though "if baby comes, do come and fetch me.  I don't want to miss it!"  None of us spoke much during this time.
3 hours later....and still only gas and air (a drip was set up but not given for some reason...we're not sure why) things were getting serious.  Maleficent reappeared to say the baby needed to come out with some help.  She explained the procedure, a cap fitted to baby's heard and a pump attached so she could pull the baby out with every push Vicky gave.  Once the cap was placed, Vicky was also cut.  Enough said...  She man handled Vicky with so little delicacy making no apology and only shouted "use the gas and air!  Gas and air!!"  F**K your gas and air missus!  Seriously!!  Frick and Frack worked on her arms, trying to fit a cannula and missed several times.  Blood was pouring out of Vicky's wrist and Frick couldn't attach a syringe fast enough to catch it.  What a MESS!  Vicky looked at me and said "I feel like an animal".  At that moment I just wanted this over for her.  I told her to find the strength from somewhere and push for all she is worth and let's get the fook out of here.  A few more people arrived in the room, then with all her might Vicky pushed that baby into the world and was handed her for a few seconds...before she was whipped out of her arms and the room filled with frantic nurses.  "Bleeding..we didn't expect that.." we heard....not spoken to us...we just heard.  Vicky's arms were being jabbed by needles as they tried to get another cannula in and failed several more times. Vicky was hemorrhaging fast.  The chord was cut quickly, the placenta was pulled out with so much force.  Vicky was packed with swabs...she was given a local anaesthetic which wasn't given long enough to kick in before she was stitched up.  Vicky howled like the wounded animal she felt and was sharply told to relax and keep using the gas.  Stitches were taken out and more swabs stuffed inside...her stomach being scrunched like a massive stress ball and no explanation offered as to why this was happening.  Stitched up again...then repeat the process!!  "Will SOMEone TALK to my DAUGHTER?  PLEASE!!"  I was given an icy stare as if I had spoken out of turn, but an explanation was given as if read from a manual.  No more, no less.  These are the facts...deal with them.  Finally the bleeding was under control.  She lost a litre and a half...just under 3 pints that is.  This was always one of Vicky's biggest fears, postpartem bleeding.  She opted for the injection during pregnancy to avoid this...it didn't work, did it?  "Will I need to go to theatre?" Vicky asked.  "No" was the response...with no eye contact.  Two minutes later, Maleficent turned to Frick...or Frack....and said "prepare for theatre just in case".  Nice.
We are all delighted and relieved that baby Jessica Lorraine was totally oblivious and unaffected by this experience, but sadly, the experience has traumatised Vicky too much to consider any more children. It's not how it was supposed to turn out...and not how it should have if she had been listened to several times over.  How grateful am I now for my instant jag in the arse!
Jessica Lorraine Tucker...born 5.57 am and weighing 8 lbs...you are precious, just like your mummy. 

Wednesday, 21 May 2014

Come OUT! Your time is UP!

It was always my plan to be with my daughter when her first baby arrives, but I didn't expect to be kept waiting by a very stubborn bump!  My daughter lives in Maidstone.  Quite a distance away from Bonnie Scotland, so I can't just drop by when I feel like it.  So this visit had to be planned in advance and even then was always going to be totally unpredictable.  The occasion is an amazing one for sure, but the reality too for me is very real...and rather worrying.  As all of you who work for yourselves will know, there is no time to be sick and no time to take care of the little things that most people take for granted.  Working and living alone is a double whammy.  One income has to cut it, no matter what.  As my income depends on cake orders, classes and the sales of online tutorials (which have absolutely died a death since the internet exploded with Pinterest, YouTube and the likes where those who can afford to give it for FREE....do.  I'm not one of those people) my income can be very erratic...and often non existent.  Sounds drastic doesn't it?  But it's all too true.  Classes aren't so much in demand these days and there's not a lot I can do to make the phone ring with cake enquiries.  But so far I've managed to scrape by and pay the bills (not always) and keep my head above water.  So putting everything aside and making this trip to remain with my daughter til the baby arrives and for a few days after, is something I couldn't NOT do, no matter what the consequences turn out to be.  I have a message for the baby, which is as follows:
Baby T please here my plea
I need you out today
I came for your arrival
Not expecting this delay
Your granny’s funds are zero
She really needs some luck
You’re being very stubborn
Or is it that you’re stuck?
(yeah you thought I’d rhyme that with something else…didn’t you?)
C’MON my little baby
Your mummy needs a break
Her belly can’t fit through the door
Her arse and back both ache
I’m doing very little
Except sit and watch the telly
Enduring Breakfast TV
And that fookin’ Lorraine Kelly!
Do us all a favour
It’s time…you’re being evicted
You’ve proved the point a due date
Never is what it’s predicted
I’m going to get a wet suit
And a snorkel…let’s begin!
If you’re not coming out
Then I am bloody coming in!

I can't stay here indefinitely.  I wish things were different and I wouldn't have to worry...but it is what it is, and things will progress and hopefully take a turn for the better.  I am almost giving my tutorials away at the moment, grateful for every £1.50 that is spend on them to keep the fires burning.  I am also still trying to push the London class next month.  IF you are interested in either, please visit Extra Icing Shop and also LONDON CLASS.  I can't stay in Maidstone for much longer...so I hope this baby will make an appearance soon.  Onward and upward they say...I'll keep it in mind!  THANK YOU to those of you who have purchased a tutorial especially during these last couple of weeks. I know some of you didn't even need one...I really appreciate the gesture, so much. 


Sunday, 27 April 2014

Dressed up like a dog's...cake?





"How much is that doggy in the window...the one with the sugarpaste tail and cute expression??"  haha!  Yes indeedy.  This has to be one of my favourite toppers to date.  What can you do with a theme of 5 labradors?  You can make them tell a story...that's what you can do.  I'm sure anyone who reads the expressions of these lovely labradors will come up with their own version of a dog's tail.  (play on words...did you see what I did there??  Did ya???)  Believe it or not, right up until the last hour I hadn't a clue as to how these would turn out, but it's funny how each one just took on a character of it's own as I went along.  Sometimes we make cakes that we are happy to see the back of for whatever reason...mine is usually the (f)roses variety.  (unfamiliar with the silent F in roses are you?  Try making them and then you'll get it!)  But this little cake was one that I got quite attached to and was sad to see it leave.  However, seeing the picture of it's rightful owner and to know she was delighted with it makes it all worthwhile.  I no longer feel like I have given my babies up for adoption!  I might feature these cuties in my next book....once the first one is complete that is.  No harm in thinking ahead is there?  This has been a tiring and busy week but the cake subjects lately have been so interesting and fun.  How could I dare to complain.  I wonder what's next??