Attempt 1 to make fudge: it turned into toffee.
Attempt 2 to make fudge: it turned into fudgey toffee.
Attempt 3 to make fudge: the end product was as similar to fudge as I am to Kate Moss.
Fudge abandoned we set about making the cake. A ridiculously complicated recipe that didn't rise, leaving us with two paper thin sponges that fell apart as soon as you looked at them. Not ones to be defeated, we made two normal sponges (which also didn't rise) and eventually managed to piece it all together.
The final result tastes great, despite a slightly wonky finish, but there is no way I would ever recommend the recipe. Far too complicated to bother with for a result I probably could have got just playing around with a standard cake mix.
On the plus side the icing is amazing! Think Lindor balls center filling. Melt in the mouth goodness. Even if the recipe did mean we made about three times too much (well two times too much after we had attacked it with a spoon...)
Anyway, enough of my cake induced break down, enjoy these deceptive photos of an innocent cake with a dangerous background.