Yes,
this is another Great British Bake Off column, and no, I'm not apologising for
it as I know most of us have been watching it, even though we promised
ourselves we wouldn't what with Mary, Mel and Sue being absent and the move
away from Auntie Beeb's apron-clad bosom.
We
thought it wasn't going to be the same on Channel Four but in truth it wasn't that different, with the exception of
those pesky adverts popping up at just the wrong time.
Sandi
and Noel grew on us and proved to be quite a convincing double act. Prue seemed even kinder than Mary at times -
who thought that was possible - and Paul was Paul, but with a few more smiles,
which may be because of his enlarged pay cheque, but who can really say?
It
turns out, the key to the success of the programme isn't the mix of the
presenters at all, but that it gets us to genuinely care about the contestants
and what happens to them.
We
invest in their baking journeys, we get upset when they get knocked out, and
even find ourselves shouting at the television 'No, not Liam! Liam shouldn't be going home!', or was that
just me?!
The
three finalists - Steven, Sophie and Kate - were all likeable in their own
ways. Steven and Sophie were from the very
organised spectrum of culinary creations, whereas I felt Kate was a little more
creative (i.e. haphazard) with her offerings, much as I imagine I would be if
in some parallel universe I managed to qualify for Bake Off.
Ultimately,
I didn't really mind who of the three won, which was just as well because
trying to avoid finding out before the show aired after Prue's Hallowe'en Twitter-fail
was a showstopper challenge in itself.
Sophie
was eventually officially named as the winner, and she deserved it after
creating an amazing 'ode to the honey bee' entremet cake, complete with a glaze
that resembled marble - not something that I shall be attempting to replicate
any time soon!
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