I have Peter’s head cold. I feel like boiled death: grey and mushy. Unnnnngh. I’ve known for about twenty four hours that it was coming but I was managing to ignore it, through a powerful combination of self-delusion and headmistressyness (‘McKinley! Pull yourself together and do something!’*). This afternoon it knocked me down and sat on my chest
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Your gingerbread recipe is exactly the same as my mother's, which she learned from her mother in the 1930s. It is utterly delicious and indulgent; and the fact that it is such an old, well-used recipe is marvellous. Thank you for reminding me of it - I shall make it for New Year.
NB: don't bother to screen or to add this comment to LJ comments if it is a pain to do so. You have better things to do!
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I do hope you feel better, though! Tea and rest....
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