That's the first I've heard of that job, Willie.
dear miss hingmie,
the sound of cupcakes fairly resonates with me,with all that delicous butter icing and sprinkles etc.etc.sadly i am now in that age group where its mainly funerals that i get invites to,and it all seems to be savouries at these..no slight on the deceased of course,but a wee sweetness could conjure up many a happy memory for me far easier than a gristly wee sausage roll wrapped in pastry that's guarenteed to give you heartburn for a week.shows of presents?..those were the days with all those rows of duplicated toasters and tea pots etc,now its all wedding lists at john lewis if you please,with nothing left to your imagination as to what to buy.oh,incidentally,my aunty peggy worked in a glasgow confectionary factory as a "chocolate enrober".her job was to drop a covering splodge of melted chocolate onto the little cream fondant shapes as they made their way along the conveyor belt.she worked there for years and it was always great to visit her as she always had bags of choc.mis-shapes from the factory.of course she had no teeth and weighed 18 stones due to bringing her work home with her,
Do you think you'll make it along to a swally? I'm sure we could arrange for some tea and cup cakes. I'll join you. :-)
When we were in New York earlier this year there were queues of people waiting to buy cupcakes, near where we were staying, at the Magnolia Bakery