I did some secret bakering at the weekend. I actually did some the week before, but in the way that I think is probably unique to me, I managed to screw up all five trays of flapjacks that I made. Only the edges were worth saving – the rest ended up in the bin.
But I wasn’t about to let some rolled oats beat me so I tried again….and it was a success:
And not only did I hear some colleagues telling each other how good they were (AND they are the colleagues that never talk to each other!), but this was left in the kitchen:
And it made me smile :o)