Good morning from a dry, overcast Bristol. I am very grateful for the relative coolness of the nights. How we need rain! The poor farmers…
Enjoy your little jaunt to Mallorca, bellas; no doubt your treasures will enjoy the holiday with you.
I baked like crazy in the morning before it got too hot - vanilla then cranberry biscuits, a ginger tray bake, two batched of flapjacks, and a lemon meringue pie. The latter was for DS and opportunistic as the cooling oven was perfect for the meringue
I was collected by DS and DGD, off we went to IKEA. He needed pure cotton bedding; they only seem to have polyester ones in Tanzania + the local shops are very badly stocked and expensive.
Lunch at a local cafe, with DGD going off to town for the first of her many events for the rest of the day. I was delivered home, where I iced some of the biscuits. The rest of the baking will be tomorrow, I think.
Today is FAB cafe, then the ladies’ grouping the afternoon. I might not attend as I have barely an hour between the two, the talk doesn’t interest me and the relentless heat getting there and back puts me off.
Keep safe and cool 😎. All the best to the poorly and anxious, Bon voyage to the travellers. Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩