the salt dough headed out of our house. In some sort of weird moral and honourable way it chose not to destroy it’s creator (me) and left my family intact also – although I believe there was a 2am scuffle between it and Tarly – obviously she won (well it was Tarly! 😉 ) and it’s gone. Not sure whether it took out any of the neighbours (clearly we’ll get a thank you card if it got as far as David’s – where it would have enjoyed kind hospitality whatever hour of the night it arrived. They would have offered it sherry and probably defrosted some voluvants for it) but I imagine it is out there now, oozing towards another part of the country. Keep your eyes open and you might want to store your flour and your salt in seperate cupboards, just to be safe.
05 October 2005
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