Sometimes I feel a bit gauche pimping my blog on Facebook, so to make it a bit more interesting I add in an update about whatever cake I'm making (the computer is next to the kitchen so both can be happening at the same time). Crikey, but people are fascinated by cakes. I get way more cake-related chitchat than anything else.
And you'd be amazed how many people land on this blog by Googling "coach cakes". It's nice to think that somewhere out there, there are sports professionals being rewarded for their efforts with some homebaked goodies. Sorry to disappoint you guys, but the main cake on these pages is cake as metaphor. (Though if you are still looking for a failsafe cake recipe to please your coach, I recommend anything from this book. )
I have posted before about how making cakes can be a useful personal development tool for creative people - it teaches you attention to detail and the importance of finishing the project.
Some people Fear The Cake. They think its production demands an enormous effort of organisation and energy, involving alchemy that Harry Potter would be proud of. But the way we perceive things is all about our own filters and judgements - our own unique version of the truth. If you think it will be difficult, then it will. If you think it will all go wrong, then it might. If you think you can have some of my cake, maybe you can (you'll have to fight me for it though).
Some people assume that their cake/life will turn out OK, and if it doesn't there's always trifle. If you think something is going to work then you are more than halfway towards ensuring that it does.
So it's not just cake, it's a metaphor for life. Mind you, the last cake I made was a big shiny ginger one, so I'm not sure what that says about my life.