BANG

It started badly. I asked G to get my big baking tin down from the top shelf. Looking for it, he knocked an old teapot down. It survived but we then had to empty the cupboard to find the teapot lid. It was broken. By then, everything was out of the cupboard so we decided to see what we could throw out. Rather a lot it seems, but no sign of the big cake tin. G then decided to get the Hoover and clean out the cupboard properly.

I took some recyclable stuff out to the garage and found my baking tin in a box on a shelf. Things were looking up.

All the ingredients for the Christmas cake were eventually weighed out and I started on the whisking. A few minutes later, Bang! My trusty 1981 handmixer expired. We'd been together longer than I'd been married. 

G was sent out to the garage to bring in the as yet untried or tested food processor. It certainly whisked the cake up quickly but the proof will be in the eating .......

The cake safely in the oven I rushed to get a chicken casserole in the slow cooker for tonight. Then I did all the washing up and cleared the bomb site of a kitchen. Later I wondered why there was no red light on the slow cooker. I hadn't turned it on. That could have been an interesting raw chicken dinner!

I turned the kettle on for a much needed cup of coffee. The kettle didn't work. 

I am just going to sit quietly and knit now.

And hope I don't stab myself with the needles!