Baking runs through my veins! I grew up in Cornwall in a remotely placed house called ‘The hermitage’. The house was home to a tea rooms ran by my mother and was sat at the end of a three mile walk next to a waterfall. Tourists would amble slowly along the three mile path to see the waterfall and my mum would capture them with her tantalising menu of tea and homemade cake. I would spend many weekends and school holidays baking and serving hungry tourists, I never tired of baking.