More comfort food

W put three small potatoes in the oven.  Two cooked normally, the third obviously decided it was too warm in its jacket.  I've had baking potatoes explode in the oven before - pricked and unpricked - but I've never had one do what this potato did.  It shed its jacket but otherwise remained largely intact.  Some, but not too much, mess in the oven.

Anyway, the potatoes were very tasty - thank you W.

We're gradually recovering here, and spent several hours this afternoon browsing the internet, and arranging viewings for next week.  And one for tomorrow because it's fairly close, and it was the only time they could fit us in.

But I'm flagging early - won't be long before I go to bed.