In the beginning...

My one and only New Years Resolution this year was to take up a new hobby and decided it should be baking. Seeing as it's now February and the excuse "well I'm moving house soon" is no longer going to fly thanks to our lovely new flat, I thought it about time to haul my ass to Tesco, buy some flour and make some magic.

I used to bake quite a bit when I was younger but nothing more than cupcakes and the odd failed jam tart, pastry never was my strong point! So I figured at the grand old age of 23 it was time to try and recapture some of my misspent youth; this teamed with the fact that society has recently deemed it socially acceptable to admit to having baking as a hobby (Fern Cotton bakes, and she hangs out with rockstars) made it seem like the perfect choice. It also means I'll soon be able to bribe my nearest and dearest into liking me more by promising them yummy treats!

This blog will chronicle my efforts, for better or worse. The ups, the downs, the burnt things and the great things. And who knows I might make it onto the next series of The Great British Bake Off.

I thought my life couldn't get any more rock and roll.... then I started baking.