Friday, January 18, 2008

Sink, ticks and good neighbours.

1. When making muffins, the paper cases sit on top of the bun tin. But when I drop the mixture into them, they sink down into their wells.

2. A ticking kitchen timer hanging round my neck.

3. I go downstairs to let Nick in and find that our neighbours happened to be coming home. Not content with welcoming my guests, they ask if I want a TV. I decline, regretfully. Then they offer me some bottles of wine -- a delivery mistake, apparently, which I am delighted to accept.

2 comments:

  1. mmmmm - warm muffins with lots of butter. Thanks for the morning tastes.

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  2. When they were little, my boys used to sit in front of the oven watching the muffins rise through the glass window as if it were a TV show.

    I'd kind of forgotten about that so thank you.

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