When I was first asked to make a three-tier cake for a baptism for six children (3 boys and 3 girls) I was apprehensive but delighted to have been asked.
I decided to take the bull by the horns and jump in at the deep end (and any other suitable metaphors you can think of).
I was concerned that I had bitten off more that I could chew (there I go with another of my much loved metaphors) but decided that if I am going to stand a chance of getting any sort of business off the ground then the more cakes I can get out there and seen by people the better.
I spoke to the lady and went ahead planning what I was going to do, incorporating the ideas she had put forward into my design, all the time terrified that I wasn’t going to be able to pull it off and it my first experience of making a tiered cake would all end in tears (boom boom).
Well, it really couldn’t have gone better I don’t think, I had a couple of hairy moments but I was really pleased with how it came out and the lady was delighted.