That's
how I feel now about the Great British Bake Off. This series was so good, I really didn't want
it to end.
And
yes, I cried at the final episode too - and I'm fairly sure I wasn't alone.
I
was so pleased for Nadiya. She really
deserved to win, but Tamal and Ian were brill too, however just not quite good
enough on the day.
The
curse of the non-setting crème pat finished Tamal's good run, and Ian forgot to
put the sugar in his iced buns - quite a major omission, and not something from
which you could easily recover.
(And
was it just me, or did Tamal's showstopper remind you of Miss Havisham's
wedding cake from Great Expectations?)
I
started welling up when Nadiya created her fabulous wedding cake, which
honoured her Bangladeshi heritage as well as being a Great British lemon
drizzle cake.
It
was clear that this meant so much to her, and it was so beautifully decorated
with jewels from her own wedding that I got quite emotional.
And
then she made her speech:
"I'm
never going to put boundaries on myself ever again. I'm never going to say I can't do it. I'm never going to say maybe. I'm never going
to say I don't think I can. I can and I
will."
I
think this probably struck a chord with a lot of people who let the fear of
failure put them off even trying to succeed.
All
of which then set off Mary, Queen of Baking, shedding some tears too, so I felt
in good company weeping at a cooking programme.
Just
one question though - with all those people present at the final tea party, how
did they manage to keep who had won a secret?
How did the children refrain from saying 'My Mum's won Bake Off'? Well done Nadiya on so many levels!
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