Cats, caravanning and cakes… that sums up a lot of my childhood. My mum and dad both came from big families, so they decided to have one child and give him all their attention. Dad was a bricklayer. Mum has always been my best friend. Being handed over the nursery wall by her as I screamed to high heaven refusing to leave her side is my first memory.
I was clearly a performer from an early age, always acting out full-length cooking shows in the kitchen. Mum would be my assistant, Doreen. I’d force her to put all the ingredients into bowls like they do on telly. She moaned about the washing up, but always indulged me.
