A piece of cake?

How can such a simple task be so difficult as ordering a cake tin?

Mrs FE is tasked to make a cake in the shape of Peppa pig. (Don’t ask who Peppa pig is. You don’t want to know.). Of course I was tasked to order it, and it was only priced at £14.99. Or so I thought.

Mrs FE had left me the internet page of baking tins up, and I duly scrolled down to the peppa pig tin. On clicking the item I was presented with this:

Sorry about the small print, but if you squint enough you can see the price in the small print.

An unbelievable £84.99!

It turned out that on clicking further you are taken to an Ebay sale. The first bid is £84.99. Maybe it is gold plated and covered in precious stones. Bugger that.

I decide that they can stick their tin where the sun doesn’t shine and have paid the princely some of £18.99 from a site in Ireland.

BANG!

Put the cake down and stand away now!

A father sparked a security alert at Stansted Airport after the birthday cake he was carrying for his son tested positive for explosives.

I’d like to know how an X-ray machine could show up a cake as “suspicious” though? The offending confectionary.

And they even go further.

'They found the chocolate Caterpillar cake inside my bag and swabbed the inside of the bag and put it into a little machine.

'That’s when it ended up going bleep and the customs officer said it had found traces of explosives.

'Everything was tested but it was just the cake box that was testing positive for traces of explosives.'

Mr Barrett was ushered into a room and ordered to produce his passport and strip off some clothing as more checks were done.

Ooh.

I dread it if he had been carrying Jelly. It might be classed as Jellynite.