To raise money for 'Children in need,' Chloe's school decided to hold a cake baking competition in which all the children were asked to bake a cake with an appropriate theme. Some brought in cakes that had been bought, some of which had been erm, customised, others were still in their original boxes but most of them got into the spirit of the thing and had a go at producing one of their own.
During the last period this afternoon the cakes, having been chopped into slices were sold to the school's children, staff and visitors, mostly governors, for thirty pence per slice. At the end, there was nothing left.
I've no idea as yet, how much they raised but it will have been a worthwhile amount, I'm sure.
Chloe had spent Wednesday evening around at her friend 'Crystal's' house, building and baking their offering.
The two girls, both aged ten, mixed, prepared and finished the cake almost unaided, Crystal's Mum just offering some advice and I rather fancy keeping a watchful eye from the sidelines.
All the cakes were judged by 'Gary,' our resident lunchtime chef, who based his judgement upon how much thought, planning, work and effort had gone into the entries, rather than how good they looked.
There were two lots of cakes set out to be judged, cakes by key stage two, our younger children and those put together (or removed from their box) by our older, key stage three children.
In all key stage two Chloe's group, mustered about fifty entries.
This morning, during their second or third lesson, Chloe and Crystal were summoned to the office of Mrs. Chisnalll, the deputy head, so off the went, with more than a little trepidation.
They needn't have worried. Mrs Chisnall wasn't going to tell them off. She was going to give them some good news.
The girls' cake had been judged to be a success and had been placed third!