"It's an extraordinary day for a wedding," Mr Bidgely chirped as she spread thick vanilla icing forward the third layer of an enormous cake. "And if I do say in like manner myself, this is an extraordinary cake! Don't you agree, Rowena?"
When there was no answer, Mr Bidgely glanced above her shoulder . . and almost dropped her frosting knife. "Rowena!" she cried. "What are you cooking?"
Rowena Skittles, assistant baker at Bidgely's Bakery, was stirring a bulky steaming pot. "It's rice,