The time I got locked out....

Good day gone temporarily crazy.


ovens on, bread is proofing and a half made cookie mix.


then I realised I don't have a sieve! I know its terrible. but all is not lost, my neighbour, a fellow foodie and she has a plethora of baking equipment. its fab.


so I go to leave, without my keys, get to the door and then feel smug because I remembered needing my keys, you know so I don't get locked out.


I pick up my keys and trot off to fellow foodies, grab a sieve and then off back to a land of domestic awesomeness, bread and cookies.... but no. I have my set of keys but not for my flat, for my home in Swansea, but not Cardiff. typical.


head back upstairs leaving my buns proving and my cookie mix incomplete, so now im not doing work nor am I baking. #thissucks

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She clearly got distracted by tea. Silly girl. 
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some time the next week
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so I had to wait for lover boy to return, the bread rolls were the size of massively overgrown hamsters with super high BMI scores. 
but when baked they were amazing, the cookies were okay, but nothing special. 

so yeah that taught me to check my keys, and now I do have the right keys on me at all times...

typical student  

Take care till next time guys


Claire