Knife fork and spoon

That’s all you need to eat one of B’s roulades.
No, it was lovely - and any shortcomings in the cake bit were down to me with my half-hearted hand whisking. The electric whisks have all bitten the dust.
It’s suddenly occurred to me what I could have bought B for Christmas. But, then again, she never forgave my for buying her a steam iron for her birthday.