A while back, we were hunting for a family motto and the most appropriate was ‘nothing good comes of a day that begins by having to get out of bed’. Yesterday was, for me, that day.
Whenever I went outside, it poured with rain. I tried some writing and it wouldn’t come right. I fiddled and faddled at some much needed and long overdue domestics and got the square root of nowhere generally. So I thought: cook, damn you. Cheer yourself up. Do your mango cake and share the LURVE. Oh and a cheeky little freshly baked white loaf wouldn’t go amiss as an accompaniment to the mushroom and pearl barley soup I made a couple of days ago.
Hmm. Result? See below.
At least they taste great. I’ll post the recipes when I’m feeling happier.