I have a massive sweet tooth. I don’t think I’ve ever met a cake or a biscuit I didn’t like. So I was really chuffed to get this gig [presenting Bake Off: The Professionals]. I imagine somewhere there’s a montage of all the times that I was caught snaffling things I shouldn’t. And you know what? I don’t care. I regret nothing.
I love cereal so much. I have to be careful what I have in the house because otherwise a box of Frosted Shreddies is not going to last longer than a night. It’s always been a celebratory thing, or commiseratory as well. Some comics if they’ve had a bad gig, they’ll buy a bottle of vodka on the way home. I would buy a packet of Fruit ’n Fibre and two pints of milk.
