You rang at 7:30 AM to get advice on how to ice a wedding cake. You had no idea what the technique was called and you want a in depth explanation on how to do. For heavens sake it 7:30 am on school morning and i have 4 kids to get to school and toddler to fed and get out the door by 8AM. Not to mention I hate you and who ever gave you my phone number is going to be torn to shreds. You told my mum your so called best friend that you were to busy to help her in anyway when she broke both her legs but I should stop my life to help you ice a wedding cake.
Sorry one than one line, but who the hell does that.