I slept in this morning, I was having a lovely dream although I can’t quite remember what about now, although it was interupted regularly from about 730am by one or other child coming to report various things to me. It has rained all day long here and we didn’t have plans until 1pm so while the children played and watched films I did a bit of baking. I made some choux pastry, melted some chocolate and started to whip up some cream with icing sugar for filling to make profiteroles and then while I turned to do something in the sink the top heavy bowl with the whisk in it fell over and cream went all down the gap inbetween the cupboards and the fridge. I managed to construct a special cleaning implement with tea towels wedged on the end of the dismantled broom handle and hopefully got it all mopped up – I’ll soon know if it starts to stink of gone off cream in the kitchen in a day or two. I then realised that actually it was single cream which the motor of the whisk would burn out before it whipped so the children and I ran round the local shop dodging raindrops and puddles to get some double cream instead so I could finish them. I also made some chocolate chip rock cakes and had grand plans for flapjacks and some cheese and pesto scones but ran out of time so might do those tomorrow instead. I like the idea of some home baked sweet and savoury things to have for lunches instead of white bread and value jaffa cakes this week. 😉
Ady had hoped to be home before 1pm but various emergencies at work meant he didn’t leave until nearly 3pm so the children and I headed over to my parents at 1pm. Having had quite a ranty morning I was determined to remain calm and serene and be nice to everyone, which I managed to pull off well so we had a nice lunch, Ady arrived, I graciously accepted compliments on my choux pastry, sat quietly cuddled up to Ady while he and Dad watched the football and Mum played with D&S and a rather impressive collection of Betty Spaghetty dolls that she has amassed over there. It was quite nice to sit there and daydream for about half an hour with noone actually wanting anything from me until Davies brought over all the dolls to show me them.
We left there fairly early as I wanted the children to try and get an early night after several late ones over the weekend (it didn’t happen, but my intentions were good!) and came home. I cleaned the chicks out as they were stinky and we took some proper pictures of them each now we know which one is which. I cooked a very lovely, if I do say so myself, spaghetti bolognaise and home made garlic bread – really impressed with the meat from the butcher so far, lovely lamb yesterday and excellent mince today, we’ll be boycotting supermarkets before you know it ;). Ady and I watched the BBC four show about children’s TV in the ’60s and the film afterwards about Smallfilms and making of Ivor the Engine and Bagpuss which I’m kicking myself for not videoing, Davies would have loved it and I can’t find it listed anywhere as repeated :(. But it’s given me some ideas for animation with drawings which I might share with Davies tomorrow along with some more baking before a visit from Ali and Freya in the afternoon. Oh, and probably some more rain.
A baking frenzy – sounds great. Yik to the cream accident but sounds like the profiteroles were worth the hassle.
Comment by Allie — 28 May 2007 @ 11:13 pm
well all I read from the first paragraph was “wet … dream …”
I’ll try again now 😉
C wants to know how Rhonda is.
Comment by layla — 29 May 2007 @ 10:12 am