For years I worked at a desk and I was like a caged animal, luckily I smashed my way out of the confines of the office and was set loose on the streets of Exeter to terrorise the public with my offensive language, average baking skills and a severe dose of arrogance. Somehow the lovely people of Exeter have nurtured and tamed the beast inside me to some level of maturity, like a fine wine I’m developing with age, the acidity is mellowing and I’m becoming a little more rounded. So raise your glass for it is my birthday. Well the Bakery’s birthday. Cheers.