I did manage to helicopter my way into the Mount Martha celebrations, courtesy of the wonder of modern technology that is FaceTime (other video conferencing technologies are available!). At 5:30 am, Tupton time, it was bright and sunny, the birds were singing and I was sitting in my bed with a mug of tea and an iPad, joining in the festivities on the other side of the world. I was not, as rumour had it, naked. I was fully and properly clad - in my pyjamas. Not unreasonable, I thought, at 5:30 am!
Then at half twelve, not only did the heavens open but Tabitha, Gareth, Cally, Freyja and Simon rocked up to our place. I was properly dressed by that time. In fact, I was properly dressed for the second time, having changed from my tracksuit into something more appropriate for a festivity shortly before they arrived. We had individual lamb pies for the omnivores and red lentil and vegetable pies for the vegevores. With that we had mashed potatoes and a huge bowl of mixed salad. After we had an apple and blackberry crumble that Gareth and Cally had prepared for us, and a birthday cake that I had made. We toasted Stella and Tony, then we toasted Tabitha (That's a lot of toast - fortunately I had extra butter lying around :-P ).
We did not have rice pudding ;-( We were supposed to. I had prepared it. All three of my slow cooker recipe books said you can make rice pudding in your slow cooker. They all had more or less the same recipe. I followed it exactly. And the rice was almost as hard at the end of the 7-8 hours slow cooking as it had been when I put it in. So I put the "rice pudding" in the oven with Gareth and Cally's fruit crumble. The crumble baked deliciously. The rice pudding turned into a gluggy mess which this morning was set so solidly that The Builder pretty much had to hack it out of the baking dish I had transferred it into. We couldn't even give it to the chickens. It had to go in the garden and food waste bin ;-( I won't do that again. In future, all rice puddings will be made by traditional means!
Apart from that, though, it was a lovely afternoon. Though I think Cally may have had just a tiny tad too much sugar, what with a helping of crumble and custard, followed by some birthday cake and raspberries. She was ever so slightly hyperactive in the afternoon. :-D
|Happy birthday, Taffa|
|I think Cally enjoyed her slice of birthday cake|