I've been baking like a woman possessed (it's the school holidays here, so I've been feeding other people and their children as well), and baked two batches of these fairy cakes. I think some people also call them butterfly cakes. I use my favourite Nigella Lawson Vanilla Cupcake recipe, cut the centre out and fill them with a half teaspoon of strawberry jam and some whipped cream. Cut the hole part into two, position on top like fairy wings and dust with icing sugar. They're actually really easy and completely delicious, but for some reason everyone thinks you've made a big effort.
I've been cleaning and sorting out clothes with the change in season for me and the children. It's made me realise that I have a bit of an addiction to Liberty Print (for my 4 year old daughter).
I've been gardening, trying to win the war against the thistles that are rampant in our garden. Unfortunately until we do our extension on the house, it's really just a question of management, rather than eradication. Aside from that, I've moved plants to other parts of the garden, and I've struck off 40 cuttings. Fingers crossed they take. My Father has predicted certain death for around 80% of them. He seems to think that I need a heat mat and fancy propogation box set up. Apparently using hormone gel on the end of the cutting, planting and hoping for the best is unlikely to bring success. If they do take, I estimate I'll have saved $600 in plants. Here's hoping.
