Today's blog reads exactly as yesterday's. Put the stuff on the cow's wing and in the night it all slid off. Add the momentous traffic jam I was stuck in all morning in the bus plus getting drunk with ManditheKiwi who came round for dinner, and that's my day. I did meet up with Ollie Pigeon who explained the mysteries of casting a little more clearly. I didn't expect him to be at the shop so it was a pleasant surprise to see him. He says it always slides off but pay no attention. Ah a Delia of a man. (I like her Don't worry if it goes a bit lumpy/curdles etc advice). He also sold me some thickener to make the stuff a bit more like toothpaste and a little less like glace icing.
We then concentrated on the Great Big Cake and how I was going to make little fish and shells from fimo then cast them and he had all the kit and a lovely little instrument to poke bits with. I need to get some modelling paste and get cracking. I feel a mermaid coming on at any moment.
Today is fish soup day. Mr Smith demands Bouillebasse. Mrs Smith and Anthony Warrell- Thompson will convene. Soup will be made. I have found a nice Rick Stein recipe and there's a Jamie too. I have a better idea .... just buy some from Waitrose and chuck in a bit of extra prawn tails or something but annoyingly Mr Smith is at home today. It's dalek Friday. I don't want to be exterminated again like I was this morning for not getting out of bed super early and rushing off to the market before any of the stalls were set up! If he sees me opening a can or packet of fish soup I may as well exterminate myself on the spot.
It is our wedding anniversary tomorrow. I can't quite remember how many years but we got married somewhere back in the dark ages.
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