...Or not, as the case may be. I started baking for church today at 12.30 and had a very productive couple of hours. The time flew by and I baked lots. I had a little break for some ryvita and cucumber, a spot of Wimbledon and a glass of water, then carried on with the mammoth baking session.
I needed to go to the Scrapstore this afternoon to pick up a roll of paper for the kids work at church tomorrow, and had thought to myself at lunchtime, 'Wow, I think I'm going to finish baking in record time - I've got hours until the scrapstore shuts.' The next think I know, it's 5.05pm. I couldn't quite get my head round where the last three hours have gone. They got eaten, I think.