Frankenstein, my dear ...

... I don't give a damn
what it looks like, it's the first oaf, sorry, loaf I've ever created. When it has cooled down, I shall take it for a walk to let the villagers see how well-bread I have become.

More practice required, methinks, though I used the prison method - just bread and water and a wee spell in stir which I hoped wouldn't become porridge!

Cheers chums.