Cold Feet

The dogs and I had a particularly chilly walk this morning. It’s noticeably colder today than it has been.
I’ve just been pottering at home and attempted to make a loaf of bread in my parents bread maker which they’ve lent me. Not sure where I went wrong but it came out like a salty biscuit. Strangely, the children keep picking lumps off it and eating it. If I slave for hours making them a lovely dinner they turn their noses up.