Scones at Sunrise

Dough at Dawn

Whipping up a storm (or a pot of cream) in the office

Help yourself

My colleagues frequently declare that I’m not normal.  They base their assessments on all sorts of irrational criteria, be it my penchant for singing snippets of songs (badly) as I roam about the office, my love of Bassetti liquorice sticks or my passion for geocaching.  But today, as I brought warm(ish) scones into the office, the categories were extended to include early morning baking sessions. Personally, I see nothing abnormal about getting up 10 minutes early to make up a batch of scones while our porridge cooks, fitting in my shower while they’re in the oven, but clearly others do!