Happy Mother's Day to all the beautiful, hard-working, wonderful mums the world over!  And especially to mine.  Because she really is an amazing lady, who deserves a lot less grief than the two of us sometimes give her. 

 

 

 

 

 

Breakfast! In which I got back into the kitchen for two whole hours, and the house smelled wonderful.  There's just something I adore about making lots of food for people, especially early in the morning when everybody's still a little sleep-mussed and warm and toasty.  Making food for anybody at anytime is lovely, but breakfast is my favourite.  Accompanied by hand-made menus and good coffee, all in all, it was a very nice morning.