OK, so it's Saturday morning and what shall I do with my day? Well, the weekend laundry is just coming to an end and I have the beginnings of flapjack warming in a saucepan and the oven is on to heat up. I also want to fit in as much as I can of 4 hours of Time Team. I love this programme and because of taking guided walks at weekends, I miss quite a lot of them, so this is a good way to catch up, if I'm not too busy!
The flapjack is in the oven, the laundry still isn't finished, yet, so I'll start on the sponge cake and see if I can get that in the oven before TT starts.
Well, there is a batch of flapjack in the tin, a sponge traybake cut up and in the tin, but the mince pies have been postponed, maybe to tomorrow, maybe later in the week. I can't leave it too late as the pastry has been defrosted and will go horrible if it's not used fairly soon. Lunch is now 'doing' in the microwave - a small venison(!) cassarole provided by a benevolent parent some weeks ago. Just need to make some instant mash (which has greatly improved since the days of the Smash Robots!).
The parents turned up while I was knitting and watching 'Murder She Wrote: South by Southwest'.
They have just cleared out their attic and had a few boxes of my stuff to go into my attic, so that was the first thing to do and in the process we managed to break the glass on a very large sketch. That will now have to be reframed at quite an expenses. My fault, can't blame anyone else.
Next it was out to Tesco to do a little bit of shopping - frozen stuff, so a car was convenient. After fiddling about for another hour or so, it was tea time. That quintisential thing us Brits do; quite strong tea, scones and jam, sponge cake and flapjack. Yummy.
Dad was watching 'North by Northwest' (yes, I kid you not!) and it had got to the exciting climax, so we all watched for a little while.
So the parents left shortly afterwards and I had a Christmas present to unwrap! I know it's the middle of February, but it had only just reached me via a tortuous route. It was a box of 'Simply Delicious Peanut Brittle', one of my favourites - it won't last long.
Another ramble about what I get up to in a day. I know it's not interesting ... but I don't have much else to say at the moment.
The flapjack is in the oven, the laundry still isn't finished, yet, so I'll start on the sponge cake and see if I can get that in the oven before TT starts.
Well, there is a batch of flapjack in the tin, a sponge traybake cut up and in the tin, but the mince pies have been postponed, maybe to tomorrow, maybe later in the week. I can't leave it too late as the pastry has been defrosted and will go horrible if it's not used fairly soon. Lunch is now 'doing' in the microwave - a small venison(!) cassarole provided by a benevolent parent some weeks ago. Just need to make some instant mash (which has greatly improved since the days of the Smash Robots!).
The parents turned up while I was knitting and watching 'Murder She Wrote: South by Southwest'.
They have just cleared out their attic and had a few boxes of my stuff to go into my attic, so that was the first thing to do and in the process we managed to break the glass on a very large sketch. That will now have to be reframed at quite an expenses. My fault, can't blame anyone else.
Next it was out to Tesco to do a little bit of shopping - frozen stuff, so a car was convenient. After fiddling about for another hour or so, it was tea time. That quintisential thing us Brits do; quite strong tea, scones and jam, sponge cake and flapjack. Yummy.
Dad was watching 'North by Northwest' (yes, I kid you not!) and it had got to the exciting climax, so we all watched for a little while.
So the parents left shortly afterwards and I had a Christmas present to unwrap! I know it's the middle of February, but it had only just reached me via a tortuous route. It was a box of 'Simply Delicious Peanut Brittle', one of my favourites - it won't last long.
Another ramble about what I get up to in a day. I know it's not interesting ... but I don't have much else to say at the moment.
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