Playing with Dough

Tony was making apple pies this morning so, instead of using the scraps of pastry to make himself half a dozen jam tarts, he handed it over to Euan who had much fun with it.

I was persona non grata with Euan this afternoon.  As the snow fell more thickly, we went out to walk in it up the street, and to find some slushy puddles of course.  Tony was pulled away to do some gritting when two neighbours were unable to get up our steep hill, so I noodled about with Euan for a while until it became obvious it was no longer safe for us to be out.  Needless to say, he did not want to go in!  He protested loud and strong until diverted on to something else by Mummy.