Ted: Baker.

For nearly ten years now, I have been a rather avid baker at times. I do enjoy baking, and always have, but usually, my busy work schedule means I just simply don’t have the time to devote to it. I tried doing it as a side line of making money, but then I changed jobs and made the money I wanted/needed by a £2 an hour pay rise.

Baking, whilst often likened to chemistry, is for me a very relaxing endeavour, providing there is no expectation. If I am baking just for something to do, I find it serene. If someone wants something specific, I ultimately over think it, and it induces stress.

I have been ramming in many hours over the last few months, and by “many” I mean at least 40+ hours extra a month as standard. That may not seem like a lot, but I work twelve hour shifts that start at 6am, and many things can be thrown at me in the day that means I am constantly doing something and I’m just too tired to do anything when I am home. It is also a rare occurrence that I have a number of consecutive days off – it’s usually just one or two thrown in between shifts.

Don’t take that as a complaint. I like my job, I like my income and I’d much rather be preoccupied with work rather than housework – although I do enjoy cleaning and maintaining my home.

Anyway, I digress, as always.

Baking is therapeutic, but that’s because it is my passion and hobby. Food is definitely my biggest interest in life, and it’s satisfying being able to create things that people enjoy, or that people even comment looks nice. Whenever I bake something, someone will ultimately, and unpromptedly, comment on the quality. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not about to go ahead and enter Great British Bake Off which is, these days, a televised wank for Paul Hollywood’s confectionary snobbery; but I pride myself on being able to create nice things. Nice, simple things.

Don’t worry, I’m not about to bash a recipe in here. The featured image is from my Instagram of the mint chocolate cupcake, topped with white and pink vanilla buttercream frosting, obligatory cake sprinkles and a Hotel Chocolat chocolate finger. Honestly, it is simple, it just takes the little bit extra effort or time, whichever you look at it, but I felt serene completing them (albeit at the fortnight persistence of my boyfriend).

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