By popular request - ok, so just Shalen asked - how Cake Wars came to be! I debated long and hard about calling it Cake Wars IV: A New Gateau but didn't think I could keep the theme going, so it's plain old cake wars!
The setting is a (wait for it ...) coffee shop. Yes, I know, such a shock, me being in a coffee shop! My habits had changed a little in the past few months; I used to walk back along the pedestrian precinct in town to swing by a coffee shop, but that shop had closed down. I still walked past it on the way in and it sat empty for quite a while. Then, one day, it looked like it was re-emerging from it's somnulent state. A few
There I was, sitting in a coffee shop (yes, I know, a rare thing, but I do from time to time ...) when the opening of the door caught my peripheral vision so I turned my head a bit and saw a gentleman in a blue uniform enter (and no, NOT the police finally catching up with me ..!) and it became very obvious he was Royal Navy, much like his colleague who I then saw hard on his heels. My first thought was "they must have badly mis-parked their ship", even if we were within a long stone's throw from the sea). A thought that was quickly dashed as they walked past to the counter and their shoulder patches saying, "bomb disposal" became visible.