Sunday December 18 ’16. Sketch your Cake Open Day.
The doors opened early and Anna arrived with masses of boxes filled with – well we had to wait and see! Sue brought her beautiful cake plates and stands so we could carefully create displays with samples of all the cakes available. The yellow tablecloth from France was laid out and fitted perfectly across the white tables. Now we were looking good. Many orders were in those other boxes but we weren’t allowed in there of course.
First thing was coffee. Everyone was keen on that and it gave us a kickstart to open our books and think about sketching. People began to arrive, and were very excited by the cakes laid out. Each one would take a seat and choose their subject and even get to sample some of the display.
The day was very relaxed as people dropped in, some just…
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