Ammabit unsettled this evening - have heard that the friend who organised the awning for me has had an heart attack, & surgery with 4 (!) Stents fitted
The worst of it was that I wasn’t even using the sourdough (that’s today’s experiment); this was just a normal loaf using the tinned yeast I bought a couple of weeks ago. I’m afraid I can only blame myself, though it was the starter that confused me; I’ve spent all week feeding it equal parts flour and - take note - cold water; I then completely forgot that actually making a loaf requires warm water. I was wondering why there was no sign of rising after an hour, then an hour and a half, then two…
Best wishes for a speedy recovery to you pal, Carinthia. I’ve been told by someone who had stents fitted that the improvement bordered on the miraculous, so let’s hope this works out as well.
Ah. Drattit. Pore joe.
Need to make bread myself at some stage and shall bear that in mind. Have been pondering some means of strapping the bowl of dough over a nice warm cat to prove, but some technical difficulties remain…
Do please report on the sourdough experiment as and when.
The important thing with a stent (or two or three or) is to believe them about taking a couple of weeks off doing anything much. Oh, and take the medication for a year no matter what.
I too wish for a full recovery for Carinthia’s friend.
I’m sure that he’ll be fine . It’s a Hellovvan wake-up call for him
He is supposed to be going to the Campsite next weekend & making 6 awnings secure for the winter. I hope that he summons some help, & directs proceedings from his declining chair
Hope that the barbecue is going well, & that the Fishly antibiotics are starting to work
Aargh! In a twisted yet poetic expression of the feline sense of humour, the waterlogged idiot is now kneading me. Not only that, but preventing me from rising.
Oh, that ‘waterlogged’ was meant to be ‘sabretoothed’, by the way.
Balzac!