I was walking along a path with two friends—
the sun was setting—suddenly the sky turned blood red—I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence—there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city—my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety—and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.
—Edvard Munch

From my blog...
On Sunday night for dinner Jon had the left over lamb from Saturday.
I made some Yorkshire puddings.
Being the frugal gal I made up the mixture and cooked several small Yorkshires.
I served Jon with one, the remaining 5 I froze.

I then mentioned that I would indeed be making my own Yorkshire puddings for Christmas Day. It seems to be popular to buy the frozen gross packets...I am making a stand!

Jon then starts to talk about the larger type Yorkshire puddings.

"What do you mean?" I enquired.

"Well can't you make a really big Yorkshire pudding?"

(The type I tend to cook are 4 at a time.....if you know what I mean, about 10cm diameter, 4 to a tin!)

"Well yes, of course I could!" was my reply!

"I really like those" Jon spouted.

"Do you want me to do Toad in the Hole tomorrow night, with mince gravy and vegetables?" I asked, fool that I am!

"Great!" reply from smiling Jon!

Read the rest over on my blog!
LOL!
Dx