Not waving, but drowning

Found this fly in Mr B's leftover wine this morning (I know - leftover wine - shocking).

Final push (please, please) on the library rebuilding exercises and lots of baking filled up the day nicely. Here are some Parker House Rolls (and me). They came out rather well for the first time of making them. The kids don't really like proper bread - I mean the lovely crusty bread that most folk can't get enough of - so I thought I'd lure them in with some soft almost crustless bread.

Definitely a success - this is mainly gone now.

No shots of the big moon tonight from me; Mr B popped out and said it was too cloudy. Was a handy chance to finish my explanation to Conor about the moon/gravity/tide thingy. Long chat with my Mam this evening too - very therapeutic. I think the moon is making me grumpy.