I have just spent the
better part of a couple of days baking,bread cakes and cookies. I had
the shame making experience of being caught without a single biscuit
in the house,a rare occurrence thanks the Gods for if the news gets
about I shall never live it down.
Of course ,not everyone
either wants or is able to spend much time baking,even so with this
recipe in about thirty five minutes any one can have a delicious
tasty hot loaf to eat with soup, stew or as part of a breakfast with
bacon and tomatoes.
1lb plain flour
1 level tablespoon of
cream of tartar
1 level teaspoon of
bicarbonate of soda
1 teaspoon of salt
1 breakfast cup of
buttermilk or use a dessert spoon of vinegar to a cupful of fresh
milk, or two tablespoons of runny yoghurt mixed with fresh milk to
fill the cup.
Grease a flat tin. Set
the oven to 435oc. Sift the flour with the rest of the dry
ingredients into a bowl.
Add just enough of the
milk to make the dough adhere together in a ball. Divide the dough in
to two and shape in to rounds. Place on a greased tin. Mark the
top with a knife,a cross is traditional, and bake for twenty minutes.
Serve at once.
In the unlikely event
of there being any left over it wrap it in a damp tea towel and place
in a hot oven for about three minutes.
Try this bread with
leek and potato or mushroom soup.
The saga of the cats
continues,we are still being staked out by a bunch of determined Tom
cats,all competing for the favours of our little cat. Since she will
not allow anyone to pick her up it we have been unable to catch her
and take her to the Vet to be neutered. However I have just
discovered that there are now contraceptive pills for cats.
I suspect that we are
too late this time but you can wager shall be making enquiries at or
local vets practice very soon indeed.
The tiny side room
which I brought in to use during the summer has really come in to its
own during the winter months. I can sit with my back to the radiator
watching the birds in the orchard no matter how bad the weather. In
the Ash tree out side the window my robin sings several time a day
and a pearly grey wood pigeon copes at me in the morning.
If I open the window
and reach out my hand the robin hop on to my fingers and will take
meal worms and bits of suet,quite unafraid.
At nigh a colourful
Moroccan lamp emits a cosy glow which is very comforting in bad
weather of if I am in pain. All in all I am glad I made the effort
,and so is Twiggy as it has become one of her favourite roosts.
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