Clafoutis

Aargh- we girded our loins to gut Nelly’s bedroom this afternoon. There were tears. And not just from her.
I usually only make pudding on a Sunday or if we have visitors. No visitors for the ninth weekend. Today we had some raspberries needing used so I made a clafoutis - I’ve obviously not made one for many years cos the girls had never tried it. There was much wonder over it!
Floss and Betty did Explorers via Zoom and I made wee wig wam supports for the peas.
And I gave in and did my second home hair tint of the lockdown.