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Fairy Cake Contest.

Excitement is running high here in Fairyland. We are to have a cake baking contest and the winner or winners will travel to a country of their choice for a holiday. All are invited, the Fairies, The Pixies, the Trolls and in fact all the little people even the Leprechauns. Everyone was looking for his or her favourite flower petals and of course honey. I myself decided to make my favourite ginger cakes.

Each had their own favourite recipe and from all over Fairyland one could smell the cakes baking. This contest would be a great success I am sure of this. My own cakes were ready and I had placed them in an airtight tin. I had three tries at making the cakes the first two were not to my liking the third time they were just perfect.

Saturday came at last and it is a wonderful evening with a clear sky. Tables had been arranged and cakes of all sizes were slowly filling the tables each with the name of the maker. All went well and at nine o’clock exactly the wise old Fairies called the contest as being open. The judges were the wise old Fairies. Her Majesty was away it is told on very important business.

Suddenly at the end of the tables there was a noisy debate going on. An elderly woman had arrived and wanted to show her cakes for the contest. The Trolls I think were behind the whole thing soon joined by the Pixies, of course anything for a laugh seems to be their motto. It took the authority of the wise old Fairies to settle things and I was asked what I thought about the matter. The contest is for everybody was my reply and I think that the elderly lady should show her cakes to be judged the same as everybody else.

The judging took place the judges were looking for the lightest cake it should be sweet but not too sweet. Most of the Trolls cakes were judged to be too hard. The cakes of the Pixies were much too sweet. The best cakes were from the Fairies and my ginger cakes took second place. The winner was to my surprise the elderly lady; her cakes were just too delicious. I tasted one of them and was of the same opinion as the judges these cakes were the best I had eaten for a long time.

The Trolls and the Pixies wandered away and did not stop to see the wise old Fairies giving away the first prize. The elderly lady stepped up to the table where the prizes were and one of the wise old Fairies took an envelope and handed it to the elderly lady. As the elderly lady took the prize there was a bright blue flash and Her Majesty stood there. Her Majesty had disguised herself to take part in the contest.

Her Majesty wanted to give me the prize as my cakes were considered the second best. I thanked her and asked the wise old fairies to give the prize to the baker of the cakes that were in their opinion the prettiest. The prize was then given to Sennafee one of the younger Fairies she had taken much trouble to decorate her cakes and the tops of her cakes were covered in small flowers delicately made and looking wonderfully like the fresh forest flowers that at this time of the year were in abundance.

Two other Fairies were given a prize for making some new style of cakes and the three Fairies decided to go to New Zealand for a holiday. A wave of Her Majesties magic wand and another puff of smoke and a bright blue flash and the Fairies were gone. The rest of the night was spent in dancing and exchanging recipes. No one had any secrets any more in fact all of the Fairy cakes were made the same way with the petals of flowers mixed with honey and some with blackberry juice others with elderberry flowers not real secrets all of the Fairies knew about the flowers it was just the choice of flower petals that made it exciting. I am looking forward to another baking contest sometime next year.