Still suffering from
the cold I caught a couple of weeks ago ,I am finding the entire
situation rather old. Blocked sinus are the cause of my current
distress,and of course the foul head ache which invariable attends
such a condition..
Buoyed up a by the fact
that I slept a little better last night I decided to get up and bake,
in spite of all. As soon as Pa and I had finished breakfast,I began a
baking session which was to last all day.
Rose cream butterfly
cakes were first on the list,these being very popular with the boys,I
made three dozen,decorated twenty four and the remaining twelve I set
aside, these will be used to make a queens pudding next week. All
through the day small fluffy snowflakes blew against the
windows,watched by Moth,for me they served to make the kitchen fell
even more cosy and warm.
dipped and I set about this
with some trepidation. Firstly ginger Vienna fingers are ridiculously
easy to break, and secondly I made a right Horlicks of the job a day
or two ago. This time I remembered to melt the chocolate in a tube
like container rather than a bowl,as this makes dipping them in the
chocolate much easier. Something that I would have done automatically
had I been in my right mind. I shall eschew any but the simplest
tasks
for the next few days....better safe than sorry!
With a pan of melted
chocolate left over I used some of the broken ginger cookies,mixed in
some glacé cherries,mini marshmallows, nuts and rice crispies , and
behold,rocky road. Quite possibly the easiest cake I ever made.
During dinner there was
a minor skirmish between the cats. Twiggy,who had been asleep all day
in my room arrived in the kitchen looking very moody indeed. Spoiling
for a fight she hunted high and low until at last she discovered poor
Moth hiding under my chair. The ensuing ill tempered exchange left my
ankles badly mauled.
Stern words were enough
to calm Twiggy who slunk away well aware that she was in
disgrace,something she hates.
Moth,this time the
innocent party was comforted ,calmed and returned to her basket where
she soon went to sleep. I carried Twiggy off to my room and gave her
a good talking too, then after a few moments she came to my desk to
apologise and all was well again. While Twiggy is contrite all will
be well, a fee days at least......I hope.
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