Saturday, April 16, 2011

The cake... A process in pictures

So this blog is really only going to be a series of photos showing some sort of process of the making of Dan Kennedy's 30th Birthday Cake. Cameron is going to hopefully put together a sort of, time-lapse video of the 5 or so hours of decorating/assembling it took from icing to assembling all the bits, to the completed project. When he has done that I will upload it here :)






It is amazing how it all begins. I wish I took a photo of the lump of icing, pre car shape!

Such concentration!

Mixing the light grey for the windows... hmmm....

Gah... it is lopsided... I'll fix YOU!
Cutting out the windows... it's very precise work!

So far, so good...
The rubber seal for the windows... rolling the tiniest sausage...
Sometimes I wish my fingers were smaller haha
Toothpicks... a cake decorators friends!


Pin striping... not easy!


This licence plate took me half an hour! Toothpicks and tweezers!!

Such precision...


It was a Layland Mini Cooper replica...




I love sparkle dust!
Seemed an appropriate road sign for a 30th...
This also seemed appropriate for a Kiwi living in London!


Grass, grass and MORE grass. Thank you Mr. garlic crusher!
Bits and pieces...

Road is on... placing the car...


Skid marks care of a toothpick for texture :)
Skid marks painted with Gel colour.


Nearly done... but I feel it is missing something...
Loving the broken candle/road marker. Red electrical tape at the top :)
Spot the difference? Spot the KIWI!!
CUTE!







Transporting the cake... eeek! By foot, bus and train! That's a first!
OH EM GEE! Don't drop it!
At Brixton Station...
So far, so good... on the Victoria Line... quiet for a Friday evening!
People on the train were *intrigued!*
Dan (on the right) was the recipient of the cake, and was STOKED. Note the small fire. Oops!

A little singed... but all good!


Nooooooooo! Every good cake has to be cut up and destroyed. It's a sad life.

And just like that, it was all over, Rover.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

aMaZiNgLy MaGiCaL HM Royal Marines

Gosh!! Where do I begin? Tonight I went to the Royal Albert Hall (again... gloat) to see the Mount Batten Festival of Music - this is Her Majesty's Royal Marines. I was very excited... naturally!

I assumed that one hour to get from Brixton to South Kensington station would be ample; being that the train ride itself is only 20 minutes. I forgot to factor in the typical and monotonus "Good evening. There are currently severe delays on the Circle and District lines due to a fault in the line. Passengers are advised to find an alternative wherever possible." By the time you actually *hear* this message, you're already so far underground it is easier to just be patient. Some Londoner's practice this concept of patience better than others, of course. 

So I arrived at South Kensington station about 7:20pm- for a concert that was due to commence at 7:30pm. Bugger. I high-tailed it through the tunnel to get closer to the Royal Albert and managed to almost ass over in my heeled boots...a chip (not a crisp, a chip) was under my heel- I reckon I probably looked like something out of the Matrix with the uber cool backwards twisty move I did- it didn't feel all that nice on my back, mind you!! I continued missioning it to the Albert and picked up my ticket at 7:27pm. Eek! I was about to become one of those audience members I can't stand! 


The woman at the door asked if I had a camera and I panicked, thinking she would confiscate it. Those who know me well, know that I *always* have my camera in my handbag! (even when in NZ!). But no - she said photos are allowed, but please no flash. BONUS!
I rushed in through the double doors and was met by a bunch of cute drummer boys who I literally had to squeeze through to get to the other side. Lucky me!! I thought about perhaps trying my luck after the concert and waiting by the stage door. Haha.

Luckily the people I was sitting between had a sense of humour! My seat was at the top of some stairs in the Circle (the Gods... but in saying that I had an awesome overall view!) at the front with a railing across the front (ace seating!). I said to them that I was always quite good at hurdles at school, but in jeans and boots it might be tricky to get my leg over. They laughed. Haha. Awesome - I broke the ice...

So the concert began, and what a concert it was! It was just amazing. After "God Save the Queen" they played the theme from "Batman"- I quite liked the Bat-light shining on the roof. 


Batman! We need you!


They had a Michael Buble bracket where they performed "Lost", "Cry me a River" and a couple of others. They must have known I was going or something. Great arrangement by one of the Bandsmen. The bandsman who sang "Cry me a River" was trying really hard to move and act and sing like Buble... there is no fooling me though! I LOVED the drummers- how they can be so in sync- I will never know! A LOT of practice I imagine.  I had a great view as was looking down at the stage. It was really impressive. 




They played a bracket of Andrew Lloyd Webber, including some hits from "Jesus Christ Superstar" which made me think of a few people back home :)





I shed a tear for Mum at the end when they played "A Life on the Ocean Waves", and it was an excellent piece to finish with. The woman next to me had tutted every time I turned my camera on... I don't think I was excessive. She made more fuss about it than what I was doing!  More about her later...


Everything about this band is impressive. Really!

The Royal Albert Hall truly is a *stunning* venue!!

Mmmmmusicians in uniform... LIKE!!!


After the grand finale, they invited a girl in a black dress and a guy plating classical guitar to the stage. They played the most RANDOM piece if music, the girl sang loads of notes but no actual words. It was the strangest thing to end with I thought... Is it not best to go out on a high with something memorable?! A number of people got up and left... which to me is bloody rude. Then - the tutting woman next to me got up and made a lot of fuss getting her things together and out of her seat, that I thought to myself "I hope you leave something behind..." And she did! I found her glove on the floor once the lights were up. That'll learn her!! Murphy got her in the end!


Anyway, all in all it was an awesome show - what a band to be proud of!! I wish Mum could have come with me, she would have loved it. I quite fancy one of these musicians in uniform...I'm thinking a brass player. The show is on tomorrow and Saturday... there is still time for me to hang about the stage door...  hehehe.


Only a few more sleeps until I go to Istanbul (not Constantinople). For some reason I had it in my head that I was going on Saturday. Fail!! I leave on TUESDAY the 19th. Haha. BUT... I am now officially all packed minus my toothbrush, hairbrush and makeup bag. Love it. 


I am finishing Cam's brothers 30th Birthday cake tomorrow... very exciting. There will be a blog with some process photos I think... or at least process photos on FB... watch this space!!


Take care, Cheery bye :)





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Monday, April 11, 2011

Boisterous Buffoonery in Bedford

I woke on Saturday morning- earlier than I would perhaps have liked to on my first day of the holidays! I managed to get organised and ready and headed to St. Pancras station on the Underground train, to catch the overground train. I somehow managed to choose a carriage on the underground which had the distinct pungent smell of filth. One of London's homeless had made his way onto the train. I kept walking through the carriage until I was as far away from the stench as I could- which everybody else also did until the part of the carriage I was in filled up, and they had no choice but to share his space. Not pleasant... not pleasant at all!

I arrived at St. Pancras station and found a ticket machine; collected my tickets and proceeded to head for the board which tells you which platform your train is leaving from. It read PLATFORM 1, so I headed in the right direction and found the correct platform, but couldn't see where the carriages were labelled. I saw someone who worked there and just asked - he said to climb aboard and sit anywhere. I double checked it was actually going to Bedford- thankfully it was. My ticket said my train leaves at 10am so I was relieved I had made it with 10 minutes to spare. WRONG! The train left about 45 seconds after I had sat down! Stoked I made it. Although I later found out there are always trains and I could have hopped on a later one had I missed it. 

I passed the time by surfing Facebook on my iphone and chatting online to a few friends back home and finally arrived in Bedford at 10.45am. I easily spotted Ian and Portia who were there to collect me. It was really lovely being greeted at the station and not having to find my own way! 

Ian and Portia had planned plenty of fun for my weekend in Bedford, starting with a visit to IKEA - just for fun. None of us needed anything, but IKEA is so much fun just to wander around in. It's my idea of a theme park! I came away with three coloured handled paring knives for £1.62 and a dish brush with a suction cap for £1.20. Awesome. 

Welcome to IKEA... 

Ian and Portia get raunchy in the office

Ian takes a public shower...
Then Ian does some cleaning, much to Portia's surprise!

Sarah's got her hat on, hip-hip-hip-hooray!

After *many* photos doing various things in IKEA showrooms, we moved on to a shopping centre where we found a Wetherspoons Pub for lunch and wandered around a shopping centre in Milton Keynes. We finished up our adventure for the afternoon with a trip to Tesco to buy "supplies" for the evening. We needed Malibu, Juice and Champagne so we could recreate a "Brian Ave" cocktail that evening. 

Ian... creating the Brian Ave masterpiece...

Cheers, Brian Ave!

We also ended up buying an easter egg each- but when you're offered a deal "Buy one, get two free", how on earth can you say no? So we got three Creme Egg boxed mug and egg sets which only cost us £6!! Amazing bargain. We ventured back to Portia's mum's place again (which is huge- Ian was saying 9 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms; it's a beautiful old Victorian place) and chilled for a bit before heading out to a local pub for dinner where I had the best pub dinner I've had since arriving in England. It was a beef chilli salad served in a deep fried flour tortilla bowl. Nom-ness. We finished the evening by watching "The Hangover", drinking Brian Ave cocktails and having an early easter! I think I've now seen that movie five times and it still cracks me up! Bring on the sequel! 

Happy Easter!!

Hooray for Easter egggggggs!

Amazing pub meal! And Mixed Berry Kopperburg Cider... a combination of Ribena and Tixylix... mmmm!
On Sunday morning we piled into Portia's Mum's car with Portia's mum, Liz, her brother, Max, Ian and Portia and travelled to Cambridge. What an amazing place. There was so much to see! Beautiful (huge) old buildings and cobbled streets- amazing. After walking around for a while we found the men who organise the punting trips on the river Cam and Ian got a quote. We walked further along and came across another company and Ian asked if he could do a better price than the £40 we had just been quoted, but no- apparently £40 was lower than the norm- and they couldn't better it. We got a little further and saw another guy advertising punting. Ian said "You can't better 40 quid, can you?" and would you believe, the man snuck us around the corner all secret-like and said he could offer a "special deal", just for us- £35.... Take it or leave it. We took it. 


Just a Punt on the River Cam


The flat bottomed punts were really comfortable- and our punter was outstanding. He had awesome control of the boat and excellent knowledge of what he was showing us which stretched all the way along the river Cam. Evidently, the public can rent their own punt and go out on the river. It is easy to tell them apart from the men who *know* what they're doing because they aren't crashing into everyone else or making them look like they will capsize. Our skipper (??) told us later it takes 6 heavy mean rocking the boats violently to actually capsize them. It's been tried and tested! 

Pleased we weren't in that guys boat! He fell off more than once!









On Sunday morning we ventured out Woburn Safari Park in Woburn. It is a park full of safari animals that you drive around in your own car! What an awesome idea to have somewhere like that in England - who needs to go to Africa!? It was really awesome- the animals seemed really happy and were relatively free to roam. The carnivorous animals were obviously kept separate. It was a bit like Jurassic Park with huge gates that opened- and once there were about ten cars inside, the gate behind you would close and a gate in front of you would open. It was really cool as the animals would sometimes come right up to the car to have a look! We had a pack of Bongo's who were right next to us, got a fright from
something and ran away which was a really cool experience. We went around the park and took heaps of photos. We then decided to stop for our picnic (in a picnic specific area- not alongside the animals haha)

At the park entrance.


I love the dainty way this Rhino is standing!

That't right - it is a BEAR and he walked *right in front* of the car! Aghhhhh!

Much like the lion did... insane to be so close!

Nawwwww!

OMG! You did WHAT??? (ooh... I think I peed a little....)

After lunch we decided to drive around the park a second time. On the day you buy your ticket you can choose to drive around the park as many times as you like which is cool. Our second time around was the charm! We saw a bear up close- he walked right in front of the car! We also saw monkeys climb up on top of cars, hang off wing mirrors and climb all over car bonnets. We really wanted the monkeys to do that to us, but they were just not playing the game! It was such an awesome day, and such a new experience! I'd definitely recommend taking kids there... Amazing! 

Now I'm on the train, heading back from Bedford to London. I had a wicked weekend, it was so good to catch up with Ian and Portia and nice to get out of London. There is only one week tomorrow and I head to Istanbul for three days of adventures by myself... And then the tour begins! Ridiculously excited... It has to be said! 

Until next time, I hope this has been enough to whet your appetite for an inside look at my amazingly interesting life...

Cheery Bye :)