The only person here who ever has any ready access to NF's cakes is me and I don't eat a single slice of them most of the time. Torturing you all with this fact is sweeter than any butter-cream frosting.
Allow me to retort: I have been to Milton Keynes and regularly pass through it, and indeed could be there within half an hour of typing this post. However, I choose not to. Torturing you with this fact is sweeter than any concrete crime against architecture.