I was up town the other day and came across a cake decorating shop in the market.
My heart always skips a beat when I see trays of plastic cake toppers. I imagine a large bundle of golden astronauts all shiny and forlorn just waiting for me to rescue them from fondant oblivion!
There are always wedding couples, bowling bowlers, angels, clowns, doric columns and footballers. But, alas, never any astronauts. They have clearly all been launched into the Victoria sponge at the heart of the universe.
One day though I shall triumph, one day!
Have you ever found cake topper gold?
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