Baumkuchen

Came home to find this Baumkuchen on the worktop.

I knew that G must have had a rotten day. She never eats cake like that. And so it proved to be . A long, rotten day working with half-wits and shamateurs and wannabes-but-will-never-bes.

Her day made mine sound like a walk in the park. Which it was. Comparatively speaking. Still not easy though.