Son's partner has been a little concerned that by Christmas the only inside toilet would be the one in our bedroom...Hubby decided to set up this for fun and send the picture...
Such a well meaning bloke!
Meanwhile I managed a good old bake-up for the week ahead...the roll dough was left past it's beep time in the bread machine...
Not quite as spetacular as in The Good Life, but still...
The first batch of mince pies...hopped straight in the freezer and will be cooked as and when we need them...
Everything else is hiding in tins...apple cinnamon and sultana cake, date flapjack, and toffee squares. I've warned hubby that it's an either or, not an and and and selection process, as due to a busy week all the cooking has been done in one go! What he was allowed to feast on were a few lemon curd tarts, made up with the leftover pastry.
So today it's roast beef for lunch with the two local children and their extras, then a quieter afternoon for a change on a Sunday. I usually roast in the evening by which time the Grandsons are apt to be past it and grouchy.
If the weather perks up I really must try to hobble down the lane for a bit...my back is suffering with twisting whilst decorating and I haven't been making time to get out and walk.
Blessings J. x