If my baking was solely influenced by my telly viewing habits, this week I'd be presenting you with a Winter Olympic themed cake. For the past thirteen days I've been addicted to Sochi 2014.
Of course the same happened with London 2012. And pretty much every single sporting competition I've ever watched since learning how a TV remote control works. The difference with Sochi is that I've absolutely no idea what I'm watching. The 'double corks' in the halfpipe appear to defy gravity and I worry desperately for the knee joints of the mogul participants. The snowboarding cross is ludicrous and brilliantly fun to watch from the comfort and safety of the sofa. And despite watching twenty three hours straight of curling earlier this week I've still no clue what 'the hammer' is or the difference between 'cleaning and sweeping' the stone thing.