Oops

The thing about being unwell is, that although you still have great intentions, body says no.
Rob felt well enough after the latest bout of flu to have a stab at making the daily bread as we had run right out. All was well until at bedtime he thought, but where are those loaves I made? Sadly they were still in the oven as body had decided it needed to sleep. May be useful for mending the wall.....