This is becoming a bit of a diary for me, hope you don't mind - I've just done some exercise, not quite as much as I was doing before, but close, and feel the better for it, amazingly enough, meaning I didn't collapse in a heap. My other half is still doing things for me, though I'm quite able to do most of it myself, and he's just made a carrot cake, a piece of which I may have, seeing as I did the exercise.
'We' made the Christmas cake the other day. He cut up the fruit, soaked it in a great deal of brandy, mixed up the ingredients, of which there are many, and I told him what to do. 'We' also made a lasagne that day using the same process (ie, me telling him what to do) and made it through both sessions with only a couple of little contretemps.
Son told Dad it was the best lasagne yet. I, of course, told Dad that he can make it from now on.
I'm just going to go and suggest he gets started on the icing for the carrot cake, so I can have a piece for morning tea. I wonder if he remembered to buy the cream cheese ...?
