These flew all the way from London to be with me on my birthday - sweet little fairies, so pastel, so girly. My hand feels huge as I pick one up to convey it safely to my mouth. Mmm - it tastes like a real sponge cake, substantial but not heavy: the supreme mix of butter, sugar, egg and flour. The artistry of the decoration, as if each one had been handmade with a different recipient in mind: a flock of little girls all in their party dresses and each cake will match. I want to wear the cake and eat it. They came from here. I still have two left. Thank you, lovely Bea.