We have a cake of sorts

This past week, I made the Christmas cake. I won't say it came out perfectly because it didn't. It might will be edible, but it did lack brandy for the overnight soaking of the dried fruit, and that had me quite stumped. I knew I'd bought brandy last year for the cake. I remember doing so. But I looked everywhere, in cupboard after cupboard, standing there pondering this dilemma, because I could not find any brandy at all. Where on earth was the brandy? Well, not to worry, because in the search for the brandy, I found a bottle of (old) Cointreau. I took a swig. It seemed okay. I assume it was. I don't actually know what its meant to taste like but it was fine. I think. So I soaked the fruit with the Cointreau overnight, and then the next day I mixed the cake and baked it. It did burn a bit, and as I was wielding the kitchen knife, hacking the burnt bits off the side of the cake (I blame the oven) and I happened to comment on the mystery of the brandy. Well. There was...