I’ve been hearing it all weekend. In a distant room, the sounds of small objects dropping on to a table top. Not just one or two but several repeated, intermittent distinctive clinks over an hour or so. Very eerie!
The cause: the bee decorations for the sous-chef’s big birthday cake weren’t surviving the heat. Their design was probably rather optimistic: little plastic insects that had to be attached with individual blobs of glue on fine straws. Simply not enough surface connection to take the weight. I tried again on wider supports but the glue had lost its tackiness.
Decorations abandoned: too high a risk that a guest would crack a tooth or, even worse, swallow one if the bees got mixed up in the icing. Now on a desperate hunt for something different, soonest!
