Well, here I am back at home with my unpacking done and the first half of the laundry taken care of although there is an Everest-sized mountain of ironing lurking behind the utility room door. I did have a moment of nostalgia when I saw the washing hanging on the line though . . . . . . . .
I have already baked a loaf of bread, made some cucumber pickle (which seems to go with everything) and made a chocolate refrigerator cake. I had no recipe for the latter so just chucked in everything I thought was in it and hoped for the best. Definitely quicker than going to T**** to buy chocolate biscuits!
Although I suspect I really shouldn’t be having any – three months of cooking (or rather eating) has taken it’s toll on my waistline! Well, maybe just a little bit . . . . .