• Rhubarb and Flustered

    Late night baking for a play school bake sale. No sugar, no time, no ideas! Until I remembered the rhubarb a friend gave me recently. Chopped up and stewed with a windfall apple, I substituted icing sugar for caster and prayed. Then I baked them with a blob of fruit compote inside and prayed. The…

  • In memorium

    Those of you who subscribe to this collection of ramblings (thank you, I remain amazed you do, but thank you) will hopefully know by now I use humour as a way of articulating sometimes difficult subjects. I’ve replaced my original post today because, without being mawkish, the death of Steve Jobs deserves a proper comment.…