I finally finished the Wendy Slip Over that I have been knitting for the Knit-A-Square charity.
I don't know why it's taken me such a long time to complete this one - I finished most of the knitting weeks ago but for some reason couldn't find the motivation to finish off the last few rows and sew it up. Anyway, it's finally done and I've got away to a flying start on the next one, which I am knitting in moss stich as a change from stocking stitch. At the start of the year I set the goal of knitting 15 items for charity during 2015. I'm afraid I'm running a bit behind and will need to speed up a bit if I'm going to meet my goal.
I went traditional with my baking this week and made Queen cakes using a recipe from Great British Bakes by Mary-Anne Boermans.
My mum and my grandma were both "cooks", my grandma as her job and my mum, like most 1960s housewives, cooking almost everything from scratch for her family. To buy a cake, pie or pudding was unheard of, and from a very early age I used to sit on the table, alongside where my mum was working, helping to weigh out ingredients, grease tins, count out cake cases, and give the bowl a stir. I'm sure the foundations of my mathematical skills were laid down in the kitchen. I can clearly remember the first batch of cakes that I ever made on my own - Fairy cakes made from a recipe cut out of Women's Weekly magazine. I couldn't wait for dad to get home from work to taste them.
I still make Fairy cakes, each no more than a couple of bites, perfect with an afternoon cuppa, and which I prefer to the oversized muffins and buttercream-piled cup cakes that have come here from the USA. And, if I do fancy a bit of buttercream, nothing beats an old-fashioned butterfly cake, especially with a small blob of homemade lemon or orange curd added before the wings are stuck back on. Delicious.