Let them eat cake!
I've got twenty minutes before I have to start the next round of madness that passes for Tuesday, so I thought I'd bang out a blog.
I'm making another cake. I don't think I'm ill but this is not me at all. Neither is discussing said cake making on Twitter and Facebook. Following my first attempt at making a victoria sponge I have purchased smaller tins, reduced the oven temperature and hopefully will achieve a better end result. Certainly the colour is better and there's none of the crispiness that was around the edge the first time, where the mixture was too thinly spread in the tin.
I know, I can't believe this, I'm discussing cake! This is bizarre.
I should have mentioned on Sunday that we went to a great Chinese New Year party on Saturday night at our friend Russ and Patsy's. We rarely go out so this was a treat. Our friends really went to town with proper Chinese food - not just a raft of takeaway stuff. They cooked authentic food and Simon tells me it was great. I'm not eating regular food at the moment so I'll have to take his word for it. Russ works at the Bank of China in London and so managed to lay his hands on some great decorations and genuine Chinese newspapers, which I looked at all the pictures in. I know as much Mandarin as I do French. None. It was great to catch up with friends.
Things continue onwards. February is going to be a busy month, but a significant one for Simon and myself. This month we celebrate being together twenty years as a couple. I can't get over that - we've been together half my life. I think that's worth something.
I've managed to wear out the breadmaker so we're trying to source a replacement part for it at the moment. Something's arrived in this post for Simon so I hope that's it.
And that's pretty much all I've got time for today. Tuesday is relentless and I'm always very glad when it's over. Tonight it's parent's evening at school and we're discussing what DD is going to take for her GCSE's. We had it sorted on Sunday night and now she's come home from school having decided she wants to change one. Can't say I'm wild about what she wants to go for instead. But then again it's not going to be me that has to spend the next two and a bit years working towards them so it would be wrong to insist she does something she's not happy with.
See you tomorrow all being well.
I'm making another cake. I don't think I'm ill but this is not me at all. Neither is discussing said cake making on Twitter and Facebook. Following my first attempt at making a victoria sponge I have purchased smaller tins, reduced the oven temperature and hopefully will achieve a better end result. Certainly the colour is better and there's none of the crispiness that was around the edge the first time, where the mixture was too thinly spread in the tin.
I know, I can't believe this, I'm discussing cake! This is bizarre.
I should have mentioned on Sunday that we went to a great Chinese New Year party on Saturday night at our friend Russ and Patsy's. We rarely go out so this was a treat. Our friends really went to town with proper Chinese food - not just a raft of takeaway stuff. They cooked authentic food and Simon tells me it was great. I'm not eating regular food at the moment so I'll have to take his word for it. Russ works at the Bank of China in London and so managed to lay his hands on some great decorations and genuine Chinese newspapers, which I looked at all the pictures in. I know as much Mandarin as I do French. None. It was great to catch up with friends.
Things continue onwards. February is going to be a busy month, but a significant one for Simon and myself. This month we celebrate being together twenty years as a couple. I can't get over that - we've been together half my life. I think that's worth something.
I've managed to wear out the breadmaker so we're trying to source a replacement part for it at the moment. Something's arrived in this post for Simon so I hope that's it.
And that's pretty much all I've got time for today. Tuesday is relentless and I'm always very glad when it's over. Tonight it's parent's evening at school and we're discussing what DD is going to take for her GCSE's. We had it sorted on Sunday night and now she's come home from school having decided she wants to change one. Can't say I'm wild about what she wants to go for instead. But then again it's not going to be me that has to spend the next two and a bit years working towards them so it would be wrong to insist she does something she's not happy with.
See you tomorrow all being well.