The drive through the back roads was gorgeous in its own right. Not just because I love the timelessness of these Northamptonshire villages, but because I love the way the rape seed fields look when they are in their full neon glory.
When my mother returned to the UK approaching thirty years ago she brought her Canadian recipes with her. Soon after she made some daft decision that Canadian baking recipes didn't work over here and chucked the lot out. (What?!?) Luckily for me I had copied some of those recipes down in my late teens and still possess them today. Lucky for her I agreed to give her a trip down memory lane and make double decker brownies. These are chocolate brownies with coconut splodges on them.
As they cook the coconut sinks in and gives you a two flavour brownie. Scrumptious!
|Recipe on request!|
So we ate the wedding cakes (not all!) and watched the wedding. (Not John!) Helen thought the bride was suitably beautiful. Emily wanted to know why the vicar - I didn't get into the church hierarchy bit with her - didn't say 'You may kiss the bride'. She returned for the balcony scene and then asked if they would have a full snog and was very disappointed at the chaste offerings that she witnessed.
Do you think I am very afraid of her teenage years? Oh yes indeed!!