Going back to yesterday's blog....I had a rummage in the garage and found this can of WD40 lookalike...and I can say without any hesitation it was the best method by far, for removing the sticky residue left by duct tape.
In under a minute I had the last remaining strip completely removed....how much time we could have saved ourselves had we known that tip beforehand!
You may remember, I mentioned on Saturday that Teen One was making muffins....as in "English Muffins" not the blueberry/cupcake sort.
It was from an M&S packet mix and was to be fair rather out of date.
The dough was very "tight" to say the least, but I thought with some extra proving it might be salvaged.
Well we left it in the conservatory, on top of a tall cupboard and promptly forgot about them until today!
They had risen a little, and I thought it would be interesting to see how they turned out once baked.
Well....they were nothing like a muffin, but very similar to some bread rolls I have attempted to make over the years...a very close texture, wouldn't pass Paul Hollywood's steely critique, but were nonetheless quite edible!
Some might call them divers food....but I happily ate two!
With some ironing out of the way, it was visiting time at the hospital, so I went up to see my Monday Recycled Teenager.
She was in good spirits, and for the first time in days was no longer nil by mouth.
Although sadly she wasn't really in the mood for the omelette they had served her up.
As the visit went on, I began to realise that whilst she was making total sense, what she was saying was actually not likely to be true!
When she got to the bit about the boat race being held just outside her window and she went for a little jaunt up the river on the boat, I realised we were on different planets!
Then when she kept looking at the wall behind me and saying
"I really don't like those creepy crawlies do you? Or is it just me seeing them?"
Well what would you say?!
I did the only thing I could think of and changed the subject!
"How are the staff?" I asked
"Oh very lovely, but they do work them hard, its the same staff on nights as days...one gets so tired she comes into bed with me!"
Well the conversation continued in this manner, and as humorous as it was, it was also sad, but I am hoping its just a water infection that is making her this way.
She knew who I was (I sneakily checked!) and for that I was grateful.
Having visited another dear soul for years, it was hard at the end when she didn't know me.
After lunch the Teens and I took a drive out to the country.
We went to a PYO farm, in the hopes of picking our own pumpkin.
There was a beautiful display of gourds, squashes...
...and pumpkins just about everywhere you looked.
We followed the muddy trail to the pumpkin patch...
...but were rather disappointed that not only were the pumpkin already cut, a lot of them had been damaged by slugs, mice etc.
So we trudged back to the farm shop (quoting lines from "We're going on a bear hunt" as we went!)
The farm shop has all kinds of interesting, local and unusual food items, so we brought back a basketful which will hopefully make welcome Christmas presents.
After visiting the lovely ceramic shop nearby for another Christmas present, we then treated ourselves to a cuppa in the tea barn.
I had a delicious slice of orange polenta cake, whilst the Teens had giant meringues with compote and cream.
Back home my Market Research lady called in to ask me questions of the box of tissues I have been using for the past week....and for my trouble she gave me a box of chocolates!
I was happy enough getting a box of free tissues if the truth be told!!
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