Today’s guest picture shows a view of London from the top of Primrose Hill. My sister Mary was following the Primrose path earlier in the week.
Once again, it was quite warm for the time of year and quite calm but the persistently soggy gloom didn’t make the idea of going outside very attractive. Wanting to get some use out of the day, I got out my Dan Lepard cook book and set about making some of his teacakes. My daughter had pointed out the recipe to me and she has left some helpful tips in the margin of the book.
His method for making bread dough is very easy on the wrists as it demands only gentle kneading but it takes some time because you have to let the dough rest for fifteen minutes between each gentle kneading session. As a result, you get very good dough but it takes quite a long time to get it prepared. This was very satisfactory as I had plenty of time on my hands and the results later in the day, repaid the time taken.
We have been experimenting with the cooking time and oven temperature because if you follow the recipe’s suggestions using our oven, you end up with burnt concrete blocks. Reducing the temperature and the time worked well today and Mrs Tootlepedal declared that they were the best I have made. I agreed.
After the teacakes came out of the oven, we thought that we ought to go for a walk to shoogle down a little room for them and since it had stopped raining, we resolved to do the circuit of the Duchess, Sawmill and Town bridges.
Although it was pretty gloomy with the clouds sitting well down on the hills, the warm, still conditions made walking a pleasure.
Even in the murk, there were bursts of colour to be seen on the Castleholm…
At the Clinthead gardens, two trees were bursting with berries.
I didn’t have my big camera with me so although we saw both Mr Grumpy and a dipper singing its head off, the best I could do was this.
Perhaps though it will last until Tuesday when a little sunshine is forecast. There is no sign of any frost to come.
It was interesting to have a walk in the town and not to be able to see anything at all of the hills that surround us.
When we got home, we set about the teacakes with such appetite that by the evening there were only four of the original fourteen left and this saved us the trouble and expense of cooking an evening meal. Not the healthiest diet perhaps but a treat all the same.
In between kneading the bread in the morning, I had looked out of the window from time to time to see a steadily increasing number of goldfinches on the feeder…