Cats Cake

It’s been a while.

I have been settling back in Australia, reuniting with loved ones and trying to get back to working and living. It has been a huge adjustment, but it’s time to pick up the writing/baking/sketching mantle once again.

With no further ado: remember the Cats movie? It was the last movie I saw before the UK went into lockdown. It was a surreal experience and a great way to make sure I didn’t miss the movies at all. Or cats.

But then my horrible cake group got 10,000 likes around the time a dear friend wanted to watch Cats for her birthday. The choices for the cake rolled in:

  1. Fur.
  2. Teeth.
  3. Meat.

So it was time to killed two birds with a badly-scaled stone.

Step one: Carve Batman’s screaming face. Make sure this layer does not contain blueberries, because the eyes will bleed.

Step two: Hide the shame. Cover it with icing and pray God’s judgement cannot penetrate buttercream.

Step three: Flesh.

Step four: Let them emerge.

Step five: Let them see. Let them breathe. Do not listen to what they may whisper.

Step six: Teef.
Step seven: suddenly remember that one weird cake sculpting tool you have. What could it be for, other than fur? Was it always intended for this? Was it there before now?
Step eight: Take it to the party. Introduce them to everyone.
What a horrible night to have a cake.


We had our final PCR tests today. If everyone comes back clear, we should be out of the hotel on Tuesday.

The only horror concept I can think of tonight is finding out someone is sick and that we need to spend more time in quarantine. I wrote a poem but I deleted it almost immediately.

I am lucky to be home, lucky to have gotten a flight and to have made it to Sydney before the caps were cut. My fiance and I are healthy and ready to see out loved ones for the first time in months, even years for some.

I’ll update something more fun tomorrow.


I’m now just over halfway through my hotel quarantine in Sydney. I have a headache and honestly I don’t have an idea to write tonight.

Tomorrow, however, I am going to get out the drawing tablet and draw a series of “helping hands”. I would be happy to hear any suggestions on what a friendly house with hands might get up to!


I have not updated recently because all my energy has been dedicated to getting home to Australia from the UK.

With Australia’s entry caps, airline restrictions on travellers from the UK and a limited amount of flights available, I’ve spent most of my time since October anxious and in limbo.

I’m more fortunate than many. It’s 4am and I am lying beside my fiance in a hotel in Sydney. We are in quarantine for two weeks, running out the clock to see family and friends again. But, I would like to do something productive while I’m here, so I will be posting daily.

I think since it’s before dawn, this will count as day 1.

Good morning