This Friday didn't really like me

Actually, it started yesterday already. I finally decided to buy some local strawberries because I hoped that they'd actually have some taste. Don't ask about the price; it still makes me blanch. Anyway, local strawberries were pretty and smelled heavenly - and had no taste at all.

Which meant, today was jam-making day again. Only that my jam that usually turns out perfect, refused to get properly thick. It remained almost liquid. I foresee, many more impromptu trifles in the foreseeable future, as I still have at least four portions of leathery sponge in the freezer, and I can use the liquid jam instead of jelly. Problem solved, but the price of it was... painful.

Then I decided to apply the self-adhesive fabric to Theo's cooking book. Have you ever worked with self-adhesive fabric from Crelando? My advice would be: don't! Admittedly, covering relatively large surfaces with self-adhesive anything is a daunting task, but this one definitely put the D into "daunting". Not only was it extremely thin, it was also impossible to remove the protective paper layer from it; plus, it came in a tight roll and curled up every other second. I managed to apply it, in the end, but the result is far from what I've hoped for. Ah, well, perhaps a six-year-old won't mind a few wrinkles in the fabric. *fingers crossed*

Other than that, we had a visit from the physiotherapist and I spent a long, joyless hour with cleaning up the kitchen. Jam-making and custard-cooking produces astonishing amount of dirty dishes, and washing-up is evil. Now that I've washed up and put away everything, down to the smallest coffee spoon, we've just had supper - and the kitchen sink is half-full again. From a cold supper. I don't know how we manage to do that. *sigh*