Been a busy bee this afternoon, making apple cake for Zac's and brownies to take to Devon tomorrow.
I noticed, when I was rubbing the fat into the flour for the apple cake, that there was a funny coloured bit. I didn't appear to be bleeding from any obvious orifice so I think it must have been jam.
I fished it out just in case though.
Did you know there were lots of circuses in Mexico? A girl has just won a Geographical Society award for her project on running away to join a circus. That's never something I wanted to do. I was probably fussy about toilets from an early age.