Anyway, on Saturday some people are coming over and we’re going to zombie up and then go in to town. I was going to make chocolate chip gingerbread, carrot cake muffins and vodka jelly. Then I thought that perhaps this was too much cake for a gathering that will probably only last an hour or so. And now I can’t decide – how much cake is too much? Is it a bit silly to make what is essentially two whole cakes just for one little party?

Will this ever end? 2 cakes today could turn into 3 next year and by the time I’m 30 I will be making hundreds of cakes for every gathering, desperate to feed people something they like. I do hope I’m not on a slippery slope made of cake, cream-cheese icing and desperation.

The vodka jelly should be exciting though – I’m going to put jelly worms in it. WIN.

I dream about food a lot. I mean an awful lot. I also spend most of every day wondering what we’ll have for tea which is probably why.

Mostly the things I dream about are absolute nonsense and you wouldn’t want to eat or experience them in real life. The other night, however, I had a dream about something that actually might work and was very excited when I woke up.

If you can make lemon curd and you can make lime curd, then what would happen if you made gooseberry curd? I reckon it’d be pretty good. I had a quick Google and unfortunately I haven’t invented it,  but it’s a real thing which is quite good. Imagine gooseberry meringue pie… yum.

I am going to go on a hunt for some gooseberries and I’m going to try it – it’s exciting stuff, I’ll let you know how it turns out.