Red Gooseberry Cake

This morning my son, grumpy with the early rising, said "why are you just such a lazy bones?"

Since picking him up from school I have; supervised park play, made tea, cleaned up the kitchen (including sweeping up the broken pyrex dish), emptied school bags and cleaned out lunch boxes, played tennis, overseen two baths, got three children ready for bed, read stories, gathered up washing and made tomorrow's dinner.

If this is lazy, I am genuinely worried about the expectations he has of those around him!

So now I'm off to try out a slice of my red gooseberry cake and then set my alarm for an hour earlier than normal.