I’m serving time in the kitchen today. Boeuf bourguignon done. Raspberry pav well on the way. Chocolate pud still to go.
Much as I’d like to be out freezing my face solid on a swift downhill in a country lane, some days just call for more homely pursuits, so I’m in the kitchen suffused with cooking fragrance getting on with stuff and listening to classic tunes on the ipod.
This is one. Played it so many times that miraculously, I still remember the lyrics.