All good things must come to an end. And in this case it is my faithful kitchen companion, the hot cross bun. It survived 3 ½ years, and then I changed surface cleaner, my kitchen eco-system retaliated, and mould did as mould does, and now it is an ex-hot cross bun, and after today it will cease to be. Maybe. I might leave it hanging there. Looking grim. And probably giving me lung concerns.
In other news, I’ve been doing a thing that has stopped me doing another thing, chiefly Folklore Agony. But happily, my advice stall will be set out again shortly, so if you have anything on your mind, please do get in touch.
As for the thing that stopped me doing Folklore Agony? Well, you’ll just have to wait and see…