Well for the second week running I've made a cake, which is ridiculous really because for years I haven't made a single cake apart from one's I've made with my class, and now when I am truly trying to lose weight I turn into a bake off contestant! Last weeks was for my mum's birthday and today's was actually for a bake off competition! My cake looked pretty fab, but nobody's rushed to tell me that I've won! Then I went to help on the stalls at the fete and guess what my first stint was in the beer and Pimms tent and then I moved onto the icing the biscuits stall. I am pleased to tell you that I didn 't have a drink, nor did I have a biscuit not even when the leg broke off a horse shaped biscuit and the wing off a butterfly, before I would have stuffed them in my mouth without thinking about it!I've made it home past the candy floss stall, the cream teas, the cake stall and the ice cream van and I've managed not to bust my calorie limit for the day. I am feeling pretty smug!