In 1916, Thomas J Fudge, a dapper chap with a distinctive moustache and a terrific top hat, opened a bakery in beautiful, bountiful Dorset. A rather remarkable bakery it was too. With a name like Fudge, you’d probably expect that. His buns were buttery. His bread was brilliant. His biscuits were the business. And over 100 years later, his remarkable, edible work continues.