In a pickle

Burnage

oh dear

I’ve been chopping and stirring most of the afternoon. I was on the phone for a short while, really a short while. I came back to a burning smell 😦

I hate that burning smell, which seems too often to serve in place of an attention span or functioning memory.

Ah well, at least that’s a few jars that don’t need storing! I ran out of space for storing preserves a couple of weeks ago, its just building up on the floor which isn’t the place to store food at all is it? Time to sort out the cupboard under the stairs.

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