It’s official. The girls and I have declared this week Mary Berry Week. Having never heard of Mary Berry before the last series of the Great British Bake-Off (I know, I must have been on Mars while she wrote her first 69 cookbooks), I am now in serious awe of the 77-year-old scourge of the soggy bottom. So, armed with my Christmas book token – thank you Clive and Penny – I recently bought At Home by Mary Berry and…
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Isn’t it odd that, in an age when we’ve all (well, 31m of us) read Fifty Shades of Grey, and now know about safe words, Rooms of Pain and all kinds of other kinky…