Someone actually phoned us during Bake Off.
Yeah, I know. I mean, who does that?
We don’t know because we didn’t answer it, no message was left and the caller withheld their number. But they still phoned us. During Bake Off. Not even during that bit of Bake Off that no-one gives a stuff about when they talk about the history of biscuits or bread or whatever baked good it is. It was during actual baking.
It’s just as well they did withhold their number, otherwise I would have rung them back (during the bit about the history of biscuits because it’s not what we watch for) and given them a piece of my mind.
They were probably phoning to tell us that we’d been involved in an accident in the last three years or that someone in our house has vibration white finger or some kind of industrial deafness. If I’d spoken to anyone, it certainly wouldn’t have been me that had had an accident in the last three years. It would have been them, in the space of a phone call. With associated workplace deafness as I bellowed “IT’S BLOODY BAKE OFF YOU HEATHENS!” at them.
At one point I thought it might have been my mum, unable to log in to the computer or something. If it had been I’d have just been forced to take the computer off her. There’s nothing else that could be done. If a person doesn’t respect the Bake Off hour then they don’t deserve to have things that they can’t work properly. But it wasn’t my mum. So she can keep the computer. For now. Because there’s another eight or nine weeks of baking left – it’s bound to happen at some point.
Anyway, my Team Selasi support wavered a little this week, with or without the phone call. I’m still holding on to it, but it had a wobble around the Viennese Whirls. And I was tempted to jump to Candice when she pulled out the stops on her ginger pub. But I must stay strong and stick with my first choice. What I am enjoying this series is that it’s two weeks in and I can’t remember a single thing that Jane has baked. Even now, thirty eight minutes after the show has finished. Not a scooby.
That probably means she’ll win.