- Sugarlump: Jacob London

"It’s impossible, Tim," the baker sighed, looking at the dense yellow fog clinging to the cobblestones. "No one can navigate the docks in this."

In the heart of bustling 1920s London, was not a person, but a legendary, sleek, and battered black delivery van known for navigating the narrowest alleys of Whitechapel. Jacob—or "Old Jake" as the dockworkers called him—belonged to the sweetest shop in the East End, The Sugarspoon . Jacob London - Sugarlump

"Old Jake can," Timothy said, patting the dashboard of the van. "It’s impossible, Tim," the baker sighed, looking at