Today

Today games night was cancelled. I plan on eating all those cinnamon rolls all by myself. Omnomnom.

Today I made some cinnamon rolls to take to games night at Dave's tomorrow. Maybe I should've made a cake instead?

Today I kneaded and slapped my dough (Robert Bertinet style). My downstairs neighbour must think I'm into S&M.

Today I made some soup and bread and watched telly.

Today was a beautiful sunny day. I meant to do some work at the allotment, but ended up making bread all day instead.

Today I made a bread with Godel, my pet wild yeast ferment.

Today I cleared the fridge for my pet yeast to take over.

Today I didn't go out to meet up with friends because I couldn't unlock my bike. I kinda regretted not walking.

Today I whisked a cake for Garrett's leaving do.

Today I started a bread experiment.

Today I watched telly, and didn't bake. Really. Though I did make and froze some dough.

Today I spent all day cooking. Knackered!

Today bread was on my mind all day.

Today I dabbled in the dark arts of wild yeast conjuring. Saccharomyces exiguus, Lactobacillus! (Sounds like something Harry Porter would say.)

Today I baked a loaf of bread at midnight. I think I have a serious baking addiction.

Today the rain gave me a headache. Literally.

Today I made my beloved cinnamon rolls (to be dreamed of tonight, and baked tomorrow).

Today I made a bread dough to be baked next morning and dreamt of it all night.

Today I went to watch Never Let Me Go with Peter, and then sadly let him go back to Plymouth.

Today I seasoned my new cast iron pan. It's serious business.