I can’t have a favourite sponsor, but I’m only human. Puddings. It must be brilliant telling people what you do, when what you do is make puddings.
They are obsessed with making the best pudding. That’s why they only do one thing.
To pad it out a bit:
In the heart of historic St Albans is the shop. The bakery is upstairs and the cafe is downstairs – offering friendly table service and take away puds.
Every morning by 9am they have morning pastries on the counter and are ready to serve buttermilk pancakes and French toast with a speciality coffee or proper pot of tea.
By midday the bakers are in full flow filling doughnuts, baking brownies and blowtorching lemon meringue pies for the counter.
Just before 4pm Penelope sets off for St Albans City Train Station jam-packed with pud ready for the tired, hungry commuters returning home.
When Penelope returns soon after 8pm the shop is full with guests enjoying their evening pudding with an Irish coffee or espresso martini. They may have had dinner at home, or eaten elsewhere but they are all there for one thing, pudding.