Mention “malt loaf” to a Brit and they will generally think of Soreen.  Dense, dark and fudgy, Soreen is the kind of cake my nana used to have in her bread tin to eat alongside her afternoon...

My mind is filled with thoughts of a small black spaniel.  It's only three more sleeps until I head up to Tain, pop him in my car and take him home with me for ever and ever.  His bed is waiting, his toys are bought, he has his own towels  and...