Geometry at a Restaurant

Today’s the day I show off Anaïs’ completed birthday cake. However, it looks even less geometric than it did yesterday. Look.

A lot of you guessed what the carcass I showed yesterday was going to be. Becky knew because her mum had made her a similar cake when she became eight.

Today’s been a bit full on, with lunch at a pizza restaurant down at the port with Anaïs’ wider family. No time to think about geometry. So I’ll just include a couple of somewaht geometric shots taken at our table, outside-yet-inside on this balmy January day. I hope I get away with it.

GeometricJanuary.

Geometry … Isn’t Always Exact

Geometric crown? Not so much …

Yesterday,  Anaïs was four. This meant that she got crowned at school and got to be Class Queen for the day. Celebrations at home were muted, what with swimming lessons and so on. But on Sunday, she’ll have a party. The centrepiece of course has to be the cake: and for Emily and me, it’s a joint effort. I have made three different sized cakes. Emily has erected them, and chopped them about into a vaguely symmmetrical bell shape. I have just iced the undercoat, and tinkered with a very important prop, bought for £1 in a Ripon charity shop, to be added later. What do you think the cake will represent, once completed? Answers tomorrow, or possibly Sunday.

Geometric cake? Hardly …

GeometricJanuary.