A good rise

The dough rises too quickly in the summer in the heat, but at the moment the temperature is just right in the house. I was up early making the bread and then went off to another training session before our semi-final next week. I did some weeding in the garden and then a friend arrived. Her husband, who was a good friend, died last year and she has moved back to the UK but has had to come back to tie up some administrative loose ends. It was good to see her again and we enjoyed tea and cake together.