failcakes

I just baked the most beautiful, fluffy, chocolate sponge cake. It looked absolutely perfect. While lifting it up to turn out on some parchment paper, I dropped it. It smacked the over door and broke into pieces on my (in dire need of a stout mopping) floor. I am just crushed, and so mad with myself about it. Now there isn't time to make another one before work and cooking dinner, plus I've got to get the robot to mop up the kitchen now. Sigh.

edit five minutes later
Well if I had paid attention and read Warren Ellis's site this morning I would have realized it is Blue Monday and thus all endeavours are doomed.