It’s no Statue of Liberty but I guess it’ll do.
Welcome to German Week where we do not have fun and games. But there’s a lot of biscuits, yeast and questionably problematic accent work going on. Clearly nobody learned anything from Japanese Week.
Personally I’m only ever happy if Chigs is happy.
Dessert Week is upon us so expect some setting nightmares and would you care for more sin with your cake, dear Adam?
The bloodshot eyes of Freya’s marzipan-filled starfish will haunt my dreams forever.
It’s Bread Week which does unfortunately mean Paul Hollywood is more insufferable than ever – how dare the bread be bready?
If you wanted to know what Damiano David would look like if he ran a thrift shop in Brighton, now you know!
As it’s Biscuit Week, I can safely assume I need to up the stakes of my threats to make every week Cake Week.
At last, we return to our regularly scheduled oven watching content.
I regret to inform everyone that Bake Off has not yet caved to my demands of having every week be Cake Week but as normal, we of course start off on the right foot.