He told me that I was being very domesticated.
Ha he should know by now that I am not a domestic goddess. I do what I have to do.
Earlier this week I made a batch of cheese scones.
Last night I made a traditional victoria sponge. For the first time in my life I managed to bake a sponge that came out more cake like than biscuit like. The scones I had made days earlier are more like rocks.
I am proud of my acheivement.
However I didn’t make it out of a fit of domesticity.
I was merely making use of ingredients in my store cupboard.
When money gets tight a woman makes the most of what she has in order to keep away the hunger pangs.
What shall I make today?