If there’s one thing everyone knows about my little sister, it’s her all-consuming lifetime obsession with the colour duck egg blue.
If you visit her home you’ll be greeting in a duck egg blue hallway, you’ll be ushered through her duck egg blue kitchen and seated in her duck egg blue lounge. You will lean back on her duck egg blue cushions, be handed your coffee in a duck egg blue mug and offered a cake or biscuit on a duck egg blue plate, with – of course – a duck egg blue napkin.
You will rest your feet on a duck egg blue rug. You’ll watch Harvey the dachshund playing with his duck egg blue toys.
So when my little sister’s birthday came around, I scratched my head for about 5 seconds for a colour scheme.
The only trouble is – she lives on the other side of the Irish Sea. Any cake creation would need to be carefully carried to the airport and transported via the good people at Easyjet to our destination.
It’s quite some years since we celebrated her birthday together so there had to be a cake. It had to be duck egg, and it had to travel.
The rules are simple with Easyjet. As long as the cake replaces your hand baggage, and as long as it fits under the seat in front – you can take it.
Of course everyone wants to have a look from the check in staff, the passport control to the security desk. There’s the very pleasing oohing and aahing as they all wonder if I made it myself, what flavour it is, and where it’s going.
The cake box fitted snugly under the seat, happy stabilised for the journey and off we went.
Liverpool – Belfast is only 35 minutes. The seatbelt sign goes off for approximately 3 minutes, and the drinks and snacks trolley has to rush down the aisle to make it before the hostesses take their seats for landing. It’s an Airbus really and for some folk – their daily commute.
If you sit on the left side of the plane in the window seat, on a clear day (which it was) you get a stunning view of the North Wales coast, Llandudno and the Isle of Anglesey. With a pair of binoculars could even have seen our cottage.
Susan was suitably amazing, stunned and surprised that we had managed to bring her cake without her having any idea at all. It was appropriately admired over a cup of birthday tea and then cut up.
The final surprise lay inside the cake, under the layer of sugar paste icing and all the handmade duck egg buttons.
Yes, folks ….
The sponge and the buttercream are duck egg blue. But there’s no photos of the inside – it was gobbled up very quickly.
What a triumph.
So if you have a birthday coming up for someone who is colour obsessed, or perhaps even button obsessed – this idea can be replicated in any colour you fancy. Although I’m rather taken with duck egg blue. It’s quite fancy, don’t you think?
That’s all for now
I’m Judith. I’ve been blogging here since 2014. I’m a writer, keen photographer, cake decorator, lover of travel, drinker of coffee and reader of books. . This is my Lifestyle blog – a fresh authentic space for thoughtful women – where I write about my life in North Wales – the things I love to use, the issues that matter, and the places I love to visit. I’d love you to join my community.
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