Wednesday, 8 August 2012
Madeleines and a cup of tea
What a restless night I had after my curry! I kept waking up and coughing because of indigestion and I had strange dreams. In one of them I had cooked a meal for my Mum and Dad and I was trying to take it to their house, but I couldn't get there because I couldn't see properly to find my way. I have had blindness dreams since I was a small child, not darkness but blinding light. Another of my recurring dreams which I also had last night is of falling backwards from a great height, and when I dream that I hit the ground I actually wake up! Eventually I woke to find a huge furry face staring at me an inch from my own. This was not another dream, it was Jack who wanted me to give him his breakfast! Today was a gloriously sunny day and I had my morning coffee in the garden. I had various errands to do, one of which was a trip to the Apple shop because I broke my iPad screen and damaged the casing on holiday when I dropped it on tiles at the poolside. That moment of carelessness cost me £199, because it could not be repaired so they replaced it and gave me a discount. At least I won't keep cutting my fingers on the broken screen now! Jamie was in the market for a new laptop because his old Dell has died. James and I gave him what we thought was a reasonable amount for a laptop that was adequate for his purposes. Jamie chose to add to this to get himself a kick-ass MacBook Pro. I suspect - well actually I know - that he has put himself deeply into his overdraft to fund it, but he is twenty-two and it's his decision. He was very pleased with his purchase and couldn't wait to get home and play with it! This evening Cat gave me a master class in baking! She brought a recipe for madeleines (very appropriate for me as a Proust fan!) and we made them using my Kitchenaid mixer. I have just eaten two of them with a cup of tea and they were absolutely delicious! I even dipped one in my tea for the authentic Proust experience. Yummy!
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