There was a party going on. I didn’t know at first. But suddenly I was aware of it and got invited. I couldn’t say NO. This was a special party. Looked so fun.
Dancing out there …
not me – was asked to dance
While I was at the party I completely forgot I baked. So now I can say that my seed bread is very very well baked. I tried with som cheese to check if it was eatable. Perhaps tomorrow when the smell of burnt is gone.
Unlucky me – for once. But lucky anyhow.
Men visst passar den in på huslig – ungefär så jag är på det området. En Skrivpuff.