The Icing on the Cake

Of all the unlikely things I could have done, guess which one I did :
1. Give a complete stranger my phone number.
2. Ring my ex and suggest we make up... (lol)
3. Ice the Christmas cake.
4. Go to the beach for a bracing swim.

Yes, I did of course ice the Christmas cake. The others are way too unlikely...

A little late, I know, but I brought it back from the UK naked, so had to buy some marzipan - no mean task post-Christmas, and then wait for said pink muck (no white left...) to dry out. Actually I can't stand commercial marzipan. It's the almond essence that makes it inedible. One year I made my own with crushed almonds and it was much nicer, but a total bugger to make. As it wasn't that marvellous, I gave it up as an insufficient labour-taste trade-off and decided that I'd buy it from then on.

Funnily enough, I had a call from a friend who helps me eat my Christmas cake every year to enquire whether I had started it. I think she was worried I might have forgotten her needs...

My youngest helped beat the egg whites then left me to it as he was quite tired after running around a footie pitch for two hours and needed sustenance not more effort. I baulked at decorating it with a Christmas scene however. Cleaning the figures after you take them off and practically as soon as they go on at this rate is way too much work. Us working girls...

I thought I'd make some mince pies this weekend to keep the cake company. In between lunch out, going to a local galette des rois party for the children and skiing on Sunday... I was going to take the boys to an ice-hockey match too, but I think that's one activity too much! Another time...

Have I set a world record for the latest Christmas cake icing - Jan 9? Can anyone beat that?