This rhubarb cake has turned out more as I expected it. Just hope Father-in-law likes rhubarb now.
Speaking of George, he's not my favourite animal at the moment (course he is really but I'm not letting him know that).
We have a fox who regularly takes the same walk through our garden. There could be more than one fox, of course, but they all walk along the same track. For the last two nights George has got us up at 4 am so he can go and reclaim his garden, rushing out, barking and following the scent. I don't believe he can hear the fox so I think Mr Fox must be standing outside the window, hissing through the glass, 'I'm in your garden, na nah na ne nah.'
It's all right for George; he can have a nap during the day.