Slez is a caterer so we popped to her office kitchen affair and collected the ingredients we needed in little bags, it was like doing FT at school. I was great at FT, but I very much hated it. Once we had to make Cauliflower Cheese and I did what Slez said and left my cauliflower whole, but everybody else cut their's up and Jody Nicholson was really horrible to me about it, she was like 'who's is THAT?' and I was like 'mine' - trying to be defiant, bless. It totally didnt come off - and she was like 'why havent you cut it up like everybody else?' and I didnt really have an answer, because you cant tell Jody Nicholson that you're just doing what your mummy told you. So I didnt say anything. It was just awful. Tasted good though.
Anyway, back to fairy cakes. We went to Tessy also, to buy decorative things such as those orange and lemon slices that I love so much, and Ray bought some plums for Pookie.
As I preheated the oven (to 190°C) and Ray started whipping the butter and sugar together until they formed a smooth paste, I realised that we hadnt bought any cake cases. A rummage through the kitchen draws came up with 9 cake cases, all completely flat and covered in cobwebs. Still, needs must. Tom Carrott arrived soon after that, which was a bit embarrassing for all concerned because he didnt realise we were there when he started barking at the dogs, and we didnt realise he was there as we sang Total Eclipse of the Heart. Tom Carrott suggested chocolate chips in the cake mix - an excellent suggestion.
In all, we made 9 regular sized fairy cakes, and 10 tiny tiny little ones. They were excellent. Just the right colour, and bouncy like sponge is supposed to be, and they came out of the tin thing with such ease. The only fly in the ointment actually, was that I fucked up the icing and it was far too runny, and Ray poured icing sugar all over the floor and her feet and the cat. I love icing sugar, because it makes the air taste nice.
We put the cakes in the fridge for the icing to set, balancing precariously on top of the beer and
crossed our fingers that a) they didnt get eaten before we got back from walking the chines, and b)
nothing fell on them and squashed them to oblivion. Luckily neither of these things occurred and
when we got back from our little walk, we had a cup of tea and a cake. It was very civilized.
Ray won the Interesting Things That You See On A Walk game, with the superb spot of a little wigwam made out of branches. We went in it and sat down, and then Douglas came in and we feared that his tail would knock it down so we went out again. I was annoyed with myself really, because how thick do you have to be not to spot a wigwam!? Especially as it actually turned out to be three wigwams, all in a line, making the answer 'very thick indeed'.
Later I went to the cinema with Mel. We watched the Taking of Pelham 123, which I think is an annoying name for a film, but we very much enjoyed it. Not as many people died as I thought were going to, which was nice because I hate it when people die for no reason.
Later today, we are going to a lecture on Elizabethan Astrology. But first I have to get up.
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