It has been a Sunday of sorting out. A not-quite-Christmas Sunday, where a few preparations are being made, without any big pressure because 'there's still time....' So, that means some wrapping, card writing:
A bit of glow...
Baking...
In fact, this cherry cake is not for us. At my eldest son's parents evening last week, his English teacher leant over the desk and said sorrowfully: "I'm afraid there is one thing that I do need to mention to you..." My heart sank and I gave my son a hard stare. "Yes?" I said, bracing myself.
"Every month, we ask the students to bring in some cake to have in the lesson. Last Monday, it was Jack's turn...and he forgot," she said. "We were all very disappointed."
My son is the only boy in a class of 12, so I could imagine the reaction when he failed to come up with the goods. Yes, a cake crime had been committed and the mistake had to be rectified as soon as possible. Hence, a cherry and almond cake for school tomorrow.
And finally, I've been doing something I really enjoy at this time of year: pulling out recipes from magazines and newspaper, dreaming what I'll make over the holiday period (it doesn't always happen but I enjoy thinking about it...)
I'm off to light the fire and do a bit more of that culinary plotting and planning...