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I still remember baking with my Grandmother Alice when I was ten years old. She used to make all the pastry for her delicious home baked pies. I remember rolling out the pastry and cutting away the excess around the dish with a butter knife. She was stood nearby smiling at me covered in flour. Baking between relatives creates some lovely bonds and memories.