I just rather liked this in Mum's dining room, the dried grasses in front of a rather lovely painting.

My daughter and her boyfriend came for lunch today hooray, and we had a quiche for lunch which was made with self-raising flour because there wasn't any plain. It turned out OK though surprisingly.

It seems strange that I'm normally bemoaning the fact that you can't get s.r. flour in Catalunya - or not where we are - and here I am using it when I shouldn't be!