I put the oven gloves in to a much needed Biotex soak. We have Coolskin gloves and gauntlets, superb oven gloves, but they get really mucky really quickly. One pair is black and just looks tatty; the other, newer actually, pair is a cream colour and they look... well, they look disgusting. They were so bad I was going to throw them away.
Instead, I dumped all four goves into some biotex, and now they are in the washing machine. I'll see how they come out before deciding what to do with them. I don't hold out much hope for the cream coloured pair.
I had a new pair, a cheap knock-off version, stuffed in a drawer, so I got those out. I sewed some hang up loops (chuckling to myself as I sews the loops - properly folded to the centre and then folded again) and attached them with Kam snaps. These knock-off versions have studs on both sides, which is great as it doesn't matter whether you're left or right handed.
I made some bread. That's not unusual, we make bread several times a week. I made a millet loaf, which I haven't done for a while, and I'm looking forward to eating it. The cheap gloves worked on that.
I picked apples. We have several apple trees. This particular one has had large delicious looking fruit on for ages, but each time I test them to see if they're ready for picking, they've not wanted to come off the tree. Today one did, and it was lovely. Fearing we'd lose them in the promised storm, I picked all the ones that wanted to come off.
Fruit juice was my immediate intention, as I munched through a second apple. And then I fancied something else. Maybe a cake? Ot a tart? DH will only eat cooked apples if they are mushy, and dessert apples don't really work that way. I'm sure I used to make a fab apple cake recipe, but I can't find it. I've been through loads of cookbooks.
I also dug out the small maslin pan, bought a couple of years ago but never used. Quince jelly. I cleared and cleaned the kitchen, and then started to cut the quinces. Rotten. All of them. That will teach me to leave it so late. The maslin pan is still sitting on the hob. I'm vaguely considering going to see if the local crabapple tree has any fruit.......
We also put some stuff in the loft, which enabled me us to clear some of the stuff in the kitchen. It's still looking a mess, I just hope I can get it respectable enough before DDIL comes to visit. Her house is always immaculate.
The daylight is looking very strange at the moment, as if someone has put an arty film type filter over the lens. It's like someone has taken the sky away, the grey-whiteness is so uniform that it looks like an absence of sky.