Tuesday morning saw me full of the joys of whatsit and happy as a doodah with the creative juices flowing like the 8.29 am Goring & Streetley to Paddington (fast, straight and almost uninterrupted). By 4 pm I was taciturn to the point of silent, useless and immobile to the extent that you couldn’t have […]

There were no hand made church biscuits at the weekend because of London babysitting on Saturday morning and the village Cricket Club Quiz on the Saturday night. I thought I might manage a bit of baking but in the end it was as much as I could do to rifle through the cupboards and dig […]