White Rabbit White Rabbit

Spent the whole day in my burrow sewing and have the body of one sofa complete except for the hem and gussets. Relaxation was eating so I am waddling a bit now, Bronte my constant companion as someone with food in hand is her Best Friend. So here I am, clean and slathered in Creme de la Mer - getting fond of the stuff - ready for an early night as Paddy and I go to the fish markets at 7. I might bake the bread at 4 as I did this morning, the uses of jet lag. This batch was mixed by Ned as he enjoyed the last lot, and it was best ever, I think the cast iron pan is a necessity for crisp crust.

Maybe Felix will make it in his digs to impress his flatmates? Sudden horrid thought - will he take his espresso machine?