Nadiya Hussain - Nadiya Bakes: Includes all the delicious recipes from the BBC2 TV series

After winning 2015s Great British Bake Off, Nadiya Hussain has gone on to capture the hearts of the nation. A columnist for The Times and a regular reporter for The One Show, Nadiya has also presented several of her own BBC cookery series to great acclaim, with Time to Eat reaching on average 1.9 million viewers each week. Her next cookery series will air on BBC2 in 2020, accompanied by her brand new TV tie-in cookbook.

Born in Luton to British Bangladeshi parents, Nadiya now lives in Milton Keynes with her husband, Abdal, and their three children. She was awarded an MBE for services to broadcasting and the culinary arts.

Her previous cookery titles include Nadiyas Kitchen, Nadiyas British Food Adventure, Nadiyas Family Favourites and Time to Eat.

For Abdal

If you didnt eat cake, who would I bake cake for?

This cake was always going to be for you.

As first loves go, I have many. We all have many.

For fifteen-year-old me, it was the Backstreet Boys, who I was going to meet one day (so I told myself) and I would marry Kevin, though not before all five of them battled to win my love! Even now, at thirty-five, they still send my heart a flutter because out of all the bands that fifteen-year-old girl could have loved, they were the first.

But back here in real life, away from the land of make-believe and distant teenage dreams, I have had the joy of many weird and wonderful first loves. Becoming a proper older sister, when my baby brother was born, my first taste of maternal, yet not technically maternal, love. That was a first love of many to come. My first real pet, Hira the cat, she loved me like tuna and I loved her like I love crisps. Becoming an aunt for the very first time, that rush of connection: we share the same DNA and I didnt even have a hand in making him. That was a first love.

My first second-hand bike I shared with my sisters; her name was Bluebird and she was blue, rusty, with white tyres and cost my dad 30p from a Sunday market. I loved that bike, but that unpadded seat did not love me! My first pair of roller skates, yes they were hand-me-downs and I grew out of them pretty sharpish, but they rolled me to places beyond the parameters set by parental guidance, not far but far enough, so my blades I loved.

Finding love, actual real love, nothing like anyone elses and all our own. Real, first, true, actual love. And children: real people, growing inside me, waiting to be met. You would think that first love of seeing ones child would change, fade or lessen with each subsequent child, but no. Its still there, first love, fresh love, new love, every single time, with every single child.

And then of course there is cake. Yes, cake.

You may ask, how can cake sit here in this list? This list of monumental events and material memories, where does cake fit here? Like everything on my list of first loves, baking came into my life at a particular point, but unlike my memories of boy bands, rollerblades and pets, which sit somewhere in things that once were, baking is right here with me still. With my husband, with my children, with my family. Baking has become such a massive part of who I am that there is no denying it. I live it, I breathe it, I whisk, stir, measure and bake it! For goodness sake, I dream about it! I really do.

Baking is my first love.

I didnt quite realize it when as a teenager I baked a cake for my sisters pre-wedding party. A simple sponge, sandwiched together with sticky jam and groaning under the sheer weight of thick white fondant and a hideous fondant groom all dressed in his fondant finery. I didnt see it when I did a GCSE in Food Studies a few years later and designed an entire Pokmon Cake, with marbled red-and-white sponge, sandwiched with jam and covered in a coloured fondant, shaped and cut carefully to create an actual Pok Ball. The teacher said, Youre really good at baking. Ever considered going to catering college? Im also good at tying my shoelaces, so who cares?! I thought. I just wanted an A in Food Studies and that I got. But still nothing the connection wasnt there. Whatever it is I have now, whatever I feel now, it didnt ignite, it didnt even spark.

We had an oven at home, but it was full of pans; it wasnt used for baking, just for storing greasy deep-frying pans and I never really saw it any other way. It was a cupboard NOT an oven. Life happened around all of that I got married and we got our own house and even our own oven. Still nothing, not an urge, not a spark, not a thought to bake. Until

Can you bake, because I love cake? I supposed I could bake, maybe just a little, for him. I gave it a try. It started with a wonky sponge, and he ate the whole thing. So I saved for an oven thermometer to make sure the oven temperature was regulated. The next cake was less wonky. Still delicious and he ate it again! Then some strawberry and cream muffins. A whole dozen. A little chewy, not very cake-like, tasty though, and he ate them all. By then the babies joined in too. I saved a few strawberries out of sight in the back of the fridge and tried again. Mixed the mixture a little less. There was a definite improvement. They were eaten even faster than the ones that came before. And before I knew it I was baking bread, enriching doughs, making pastry, laminating, making starters and killing starters! I was baking every day, all because I had someone to eat it. Baking became a part of life, like cooking, like laundry, like hoovering, like breathing. It was just natural, it was normal. And it was loved.

So nothing gives me greater pleasure than to finally be able to share this beautiful book with you. I could have begun writing this book and never really stopped, but the powers that be said I had to! So I did. But not till I had put together some of my favourite recipes, traditional, twisted and everything in between. This book is a compilation of all the yummy ideas that fly around in my head and all the things my husband eats over and over again.

Let me take you through the chapters. Cakes, Mini Cakes & Traybakes: if youre in this chapter I would highly recommend the money cant buy you happiness brownies. If youre in the No-bake Bakes chapter, well you guessed right: no baking but still baking with the banana ice cream cheesecake with blueberry compote. Tarts & Pies: this is filled with all sorts of delights from a sweet carrot tart to a rainbow veg pakora picnic pie. Desserts: youll need a spoon in this chapter, if youre eating the roasted fruit cobbler or the croissant and ice cream pudding. Every baker needs a good Celebration Bake and there are plenty to pick from. It could be a sit-in-the-middle-of-the-table cranberry and chilli brioche wreath or a celebratory praline king cake. We cant have a baking book without a Breads chapter, full of Cornish splits and pulled chicken doughnuts. Biscuits, weve got to have biscuits, be they coffee meringue bark or rhubarb and custard butter kisses! If you fancy a Savoury Bake there are baked chilli churros and a cauliflower cheese lasagne. There is something in this book for all of us for every occasion not that we need an occasion to turn on the oven!