The wheels on the mower go round and round. Not any more:)
The Welshcakes on the griddle go brown and brown? Black. Soot Black:(
Exploding pig flesh ignites neglected burner. Middle aged woman in rasher horror.

I'm not downhearted.



Being attempted tonight:
Excellent Sausages and Potato Boulangere.
*Peach Halves and Custard.



* Great Auntie Kit (Mum's auntie) always said 'peach halves were more desirable than slices' And she should know. Huge stiff red hair, wife to Uncle Bob and owner of a cottage in Gloucestershire. Always a bottle of Heinz Salad Cream on the table. Always doilies underneath pot plants. And always a battalion of gentlemen in waiting:)
In 1956 she tried to adopt me on account of mum and dad being bereft of savings...Bless her.

But she was right about peach halves....:)