I was up at six thirty yesterday to bake two lemon cakes as I didn't feel like making them when I got home from work on Thursday. My feet were aching too much as it had been a busy afternoon/evening.
Once the cakes came out of the oven it was time to go and collect Harlee-Jay and take him to seen his Auntie Letty and cousin Lincoln. Unfortunately Lincoln wasn't feeling his best, they think he has a touch of tonsillitis - whenever he cried he could only manage to squeak like a guinea pig, poor little chap.
After dropping Harlee-Jay back to his dad in the afternoon it was time for some more baking, this time small buns, some iced and some as butterfly cakes. I also made some sultana buns, fingers crossed we sell them all.
No time for stitching yesterday and I don't suppose I will have time or inclination today either. After the show I think it will be early to bed as I will feel shattered.