The day we made the Christmas Cake…..
The aroma is just lovely, butter and castor sugar, eggs, flour and mixed herbs, and loads of sultanas and currants plus lemon juice and zest. Heavy going with all those to be stirred, and of course it’s finger licking good when you’ve emptied it into the cake tin. So yesterday was the day. The day we made the Christmas Cake……….and then Simon rang.
Going where…….to photograph what…..TANKERS……
He arrived just after I’d finished licking my fingers.
Tarff Valley, Kirkcudbright, Dumfries & Galloway…………with the sun shining!
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I like the idea of making a Christmas Cake. Every year I think of making my own traditional Fruitcake, but have yet to do it. Somehow this photograph doesn’t fit the story but, on the other hand, sometimes why should it?
……it’s all about consequences….the photo is the outcome of the story.
And when I arrived back home the house was filled with the wonderful smell of freshly cooked cake….magic.
Drawn in for a…surprise…well done, John. 😉
…..and I nearly turned down the chance to join Simon on his photo-shoot…..glad I didn’t. More of the photos to come….
I’m glad you went, also…will look forward to the other photos…
😀
Is that your tongue hanging out Helen ?
…….more likely over the thought of the Christmas cake, than my photo of the tanker driver………or maybe not !
Actually neither of those things John.. I was smiling at you just HAVING to go out to take photos 😀
From the domestic perspective, and with a list jobs nailed to the door, one has to be diplomatic about the demands of photography….doesn’t one…..so Simon needed me to hold his tripod, didn’t he, even though it was baking day……friends just happen to ring at the most awkward times…..it was not pre- planned, honest.
It’s the same with meetings….yes dear I know it’s Monday, but the committee have called a meeting and it can’t be missed….
🙂
I live alone so I have no such problems.. just off I go!