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With an apron tied round my waist and my trusty assistant standing upon his little green chair beside me, the mix master whirred into action yesterday.

Is there anything quite like freshly baked choc chip cookies? Or a toddler sifting imaginary flour?

Knowing that hubby will be taking these biscuits with him today, for the volunteers cleaning up flood ravaged parts of Ipswich, is added sweetness.