English Madeleines with half an apple cake in the background...
Before I do what needs doing outside I'll do what needs doing inside...Posting a pic of last night's Madeleines.Pencilled in my diary for today :-)
breadmaking. my last one being the best of the lot, fluffy and white inside, outside unevenly brown with a farmer's hands texture.
cleaning kitchen. a bit. how it gets so messy I've no idea. possibly because I'm multi-tasking and never quite finish the job I set out to do. Looks homely though.
looking again at mother's ridiculous Homes and Garden magazine. £245 for a lampshade. last lampshade I bought was £2. Huge green silky affair for drawing room standard lamp. Could YOU tell the difference?
touching up make-up. middle aged domestics needing constant re-lippying and never ending filling of craters:)
getting ready for weekend. er.... taking mince and half leg of lamb out of freezer.
dusting with icing sugar the big apple cake I made yesterday teatime (made two) , along with the mum's madeleines. have now run out of cake tins. No go to Lakeland plastics for them on account of Lakeland plastics being aimed at the same women who buy ridiculous homes and garden mag. Mother taking to fantasizing about topiary and bone china egg cups.
(no dear, you should be reading up on aids-for-the-frail like magnifying glasses, will-making kits and portapotties)
by the way my tum is a pain. gave me what for last night just as I was plating up Mr H's shepherd's pie. women's dark unused interiors are not a subject for discussing over a plate of steaming mince. I'm 55.
Now I must fly. Be good to get a few things done before madam wants her legs done. hair done. plasters changed. tea cup refilled. woes listened to.
my God my weeds need plucking...
4 comments:
Oooh, Gloriaah - you don't 'arf make me larf...you should have been on the stage! Anyway I agree with your last comment - (sorry for the delay - we have family staying and I'm busy issuing instructions to'Mr Guernsey' from my sick bed)- which is that you're more of a blogger than a twitterer. Imagine having to curtail everything you ever want to say. Disaster! In the meantime, if you ever have any of that lovely food you cook going spare,please send it to me by recorded delivery. x
Hi GG, so pleased I make you laugh and as Victoria Wood said "hardest thing in the world, to make someone laff"
I've always been a bit of a clown, even in primary school I'd be putting on a show by doing the hoola hoola dance by the drainpipe. Never grew out of it I suppose:)
I'm glad you're making Mr G work, he'll love you for it I'm sure!
And I hope you feel better really soon it's horrible being out of action...
As for food parcels nothing would give me more pleasure than boxing up one of my cakes and sending it to ya...
x
And you're right I couldn't do twittering... much too much to say;)
So kitchen needs a clean; not surprised with all that flour and icing sugar flying round!Wherever will it land next!!
Now who said 'Laughter is the best medicine...?' Will have to look it up when I've finished taking all my pills. My back's still playing up, but not as much as Mr GG who reckons he's worn out after looking after us all for three days. Still, we both love our delightful 2-year-old offspring-of-offspring, Millie, who makes everything else worthwhile. Keep on clowning - and cooking, Gloria!
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