Give us this day…
Some loafy disasters this week.
I decided to see last night’s “unmissable” match as an opportunity to zip to the allotment – I occasionally do, once the children are in bed, but rarely without feeling some twangs of conscience at leaving the allotment-widower at home (even though I think he quite likes it). Yesterday, as official football-widow myself, no conscience. (And I’d be there again tonight trying at long last to get those very late potatoes in, were it not raining. Gah. Instead I find myself at home, another “unmissable” match on – this one causing much tension and stress – with a pile of ironing and a casserole to make. The joys.)
Left reasonably simple instructions regarding my lovely homemade bread: take it out when the oven beeps.
(You can see where this is going, can’t you.)
(You are right.)
It cooked for 2 hours and I came home to a blackened charcoaly lump smoking gently in the oven.
Today’s loaf stuck fast to its tin. (I prised it off with a pie-slice; only lost a small layer from the bottom crust.) They come in threes, right – so one more mistake then I can get back into making nice bread again.
On a nice note, I spent yesterday afternoon at the Bluebell cottage garden. Sadly camera-less – I have my hands quite full enough thank you with two small children and they have ponds – we had a lovely time admiring the garden then buying plants while the girls ran amok, then to the wildflower meadow where they really could run free. Mostly buttercups at the moment and absolutely glorious: up to M’s waist (T’s head) and what children are supposed to do!
May 23rd, 2008 11:10
I can thoroughly recommend the silicone loaf moulds one comes across these days. I have two, both bright orange, and THEY NEVER STICK. It’s just straaaange. But in a good way.