Voicemails are unacceptable. But I do have a solution for delivering stressful news

I'm far from alone in my fear of people leaving me messages - and phone, email, text, Twitter, Snapchat and Facebook are no better. So I've come up with a cake-based solution

I'm a millennial and I hate voicemails. They are up there with my most millennial of phobias; meeting a real-life Ross Geller; going to a restaurant that doesn't give you the option of adding halloumi to a breakfast.

I hate the little tape cassette icon that won't go away, haunting you even after you have listened to the voicemail, as if Edgar Allan Poe designed app notifications. I hate the opacity of the message, with no information about the contents unless you listen to it, making it an ominous lucky dip of opportunity or disaster.