Tuesday is for T.

I am behaving like Martha Stewart.  In the kitchen. Actually, in the home.  Not in clink, *cough*, you understand.  I'm baking and tidying and cleaning.  In the process of baking, I emptied and cleaned two kitchen cupboards and disposed of some shamefully old packet ingredients.  I'm fairly sure that if I didn't use it in 2007, I'm not going to want a mix of herbs to make vegetables taste of Spain, and nor will we want flaked almonds that came off a tree when God was a lad. 

I should have warned you - the cupcakes are naked. Don't be embarrassed.  There's icing to be done; embellishing with more sweetness and colour.  I'm not a great baker, but my daughter is. Yesterday she made chocolate, fruit and sponge cakes, so today its my turn and I've done flapjack and cupcakes. Miss Dunnit says that cupcakes are too fussy for her repertoire, and I fear by the time they are iced and embellished, they may be too fussy for mine too!  You can see that I've got more coffee on the brew..my trusty cafetiere for one and a barely rinsed mug. 

So why all the industry? Well, for once, Tuesday is for T at my place - between four and 7pm I'm having an open house drop in thing - you get to make a donation for a cuppa and a piece of cake and the funds raised go to join the great Macmillan Coffee Morning. Macmillan is a charity that funds specialised Cancer Nurses to work with patients at home. Priceless.  But it has to be afternoon here because I don't have a morning. Complicated isn't it!  

But that's why I've turned into Martha...I need to get a wriggle on...there's still a lot to do. And by the way, if you want to come, the kettle's always on!  Of course, I'm linking with Elizabeth and Bleubeard this morning...Tuesday wouldn't start with a T if I didn't!