I think my attempts to make a cheesecake today were passable. But then again I thought my chocolate mousse was a good attempt. That was until Maria came home and asked what the brown spots all over the cupboard doors were. She did like the crushed digestive biscuits coated in melted white chocolate but comment it would have been better to break them up again after they had set. Instead our guest had the pleasure of eating of a smooth mousse before crashing into a solid rock of chocolate. Oh well I have failed cooking before and I will fail again, maybe if I try hard enough I will be relegated back to washing up duties.