Sun, 11 May 2003
untitled // at 23:59
Dinner for seven, mother's day special, the pressure is on. How much will we need? What should we make? Have we left it to late to start cooking? I was just about to add the barley into the casserole when the cry rang out “Eek! Stop!”
An infestation of weevils was the last thing we needed! Somehow they'd got into the packet before we'd put the packet in the jar, then bred and died in the cupboard. Not paying enough attention, I'd nearly managed to empty dead weevils and everything into our dinner!
A hurried trip to the shops, and a careful examination of the next pack of barley. Dinner was completed without mishap!
