At the moment, am reminded of the time I burnt an entire loaf of sliced cinnamon raisin bread... 4 slices at a time.
Whilst the chef went to get supplies for this evening's sustenance, I was given the simple task of taking the soda bread out of the oven in 5 minutes... many promises of paying attention were made, assurances of responsible behaviour. However, the brain only kicked in 19:30 minutes into the England game, when E arrived back , the triggering event being the chimes as the door swung open.
I am told that the soda bread is fine. Although the dish towel in which it is wrapped is smouldering dramatically. I am penitent and contrite. E is very kind, congenial, and thinks all will be fine (this could be because England is currently winning and could signal that there will not be a final between Wales and France). He is so tolerant and just too blasted calm :)
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The commentator just referred to one of the players as a halfwit (hahahaha)
Saturday 23 February 2008
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was not smouldering, it was steam, perfectly normal behaviour for a soda bread cake just coming out of the over.
(It turned out perfect!)
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