Cleo's mum got in touch to order this cake to be delivered to her school whist she was in lessons, with the insider help of Cleo's House Mistress.
Decorated with delicate gum paste musical notes that needed slotting into place once delivered, I found I had a questionably unsteady hand while completing the task.
I can't help but wonder if it might have been the watching eyes of the House Mistress that took me swiftly back to a time when I feared such authoritative figures, no offence intended to this House Mistress, she was absolutely lovely but old habits die hard after all.
Here's Cleo's cake...
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