While I was rescuing some photos from an ancient album, I came across pictures of me on my 9th birthday. It was a special birthday because I had this most fantastic cake - it was decorated with delicate pink plastic ballerinas and roses and the sides were smothered in pink coconut. (I think I wanted to be a ballerina at the time!) I thought it was the prettiest thing in the world. So I scrapped a page about it. I learned how to make little paper roses at the same time.