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As I got a meal ready yesterday I was listening to something on Radio 4 which (unusually) filled me with squick. One artist was talking about preparing garments made of meat, specifically offal; another talked about performance art featuring people 'having sex with offal'. I'm quite willing to concede that this is art, but, ick!!
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I have now set out five smallish shawls to block in the spare bedroom. Quite an impressive display. I hate blocking.
I also did the ironing yesterday afternoon. It's good to have standards.
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I only ever seem to bake when I have bananas that are too overripe to eat as they are. I did a quite decent banana cake with chocolate chips, which went excellently well with some mascarpone that I'm sure I had a purpose for when I bought it. Well, the cake is now all gone - I finished the last of it at my Virtual Biddy's session last night. Not up to the standards of Biddy's cake, but one does what one can.
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I have now set out five smallish shawls to block in the spare bedroom. Quite an impressive display. I hate blocking.
I also did the ironing yesterday afternoon. It's good to have standards.
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I only ever seem to bake when I have bananas that are too overripe to eat as they are. I did a quite decent banana cake with chocolate chips, which went excellently well with some mascarpone that I'm sure I had a purpose for when I bought it. Well, the cake is now all gone - I finished the last of it at my Virtual Biddy's session last night. Not up to the standards of Biddy's cake, but one does what one can.