Frosty Morning

It was a cold night last night... although I obviously slept through it....and the garden was sparkling with a heavy frost when I got up. I took photos and Jason put them into a photo merge with Photoshop...
Pretty pretty - n'est ce pas?

I've tootled around, paying bills and suchlike and looking through boxes of books...
...and I came across this photo of Jason.
I think it was taken in 1993, so that was 15 years ago! Most people would have changed a lot in that time, but he looks pretty much the same today, even though it's his *!!* birthday in a couple of days time. (For those of you with sharp mathematical minds, he was born in 1967).

I was just 21 when he was born, so that makes me..... pretty much an old lady! However, tomorrow I'm getting my hair dyed, and may well decide to wear purple...

Bread Serial

...sorry, that should read Cereal... or should it?

Yes, I have received my orders and decided to accept them. Debra (click here for her blog) gave me a pack of flour that she has had success with, and hopes that the magic will work for me too.. We'll see.....

I've measured everything out and put it in the breadmaker. I just hope the Debra fairy will wave her magic wand tonight and I'll finally end up with a loaf that makes the 100 euros I spent on the **!!**! machine worth while!