Great bread - and very, very pointy and sharp.

What a beautiful thing to be able to make. One day, one day.

Still feeling grotty and coldy, I ducked out of a trip to the museum but did manage to eat brunch out (priorities...).

More Olympic stuff watching Murray finally win.

One day closer to my nearest and dearest returning to me from the wild west - the wild west of Devon for some and the wild west of Kashgar for others. I think I know which one i'd choose.

It is still extraordinary to me that I can get an email virtually instantaneously from an internet cafe in the wilds of western China. Crikey, that internet.