OK, here's a twist you weren't expecting, I'll warrant...
HOMEMADE 100% WHOLEMEAL BREAD.
AN ANTHOLOGY.


Yes, since June , (when I hasten to add I did not suddenly become gay I hasten to add),
I have been baking what has gradually become wholemeal bread.
Look, baking, especially 100% wholemeal baking is actually quintissentially butch...
One isn't, after all, a BAKERRA or a BAKINNA, or a BAKINNI ...one is a BAKER...
You know, it's essentially very Masculine, lots of tough Kneading...and Cutting open bags with Tough and Dangerous implements like Scissors...with some pretty hefty Sprinkling and Pouring going on too...and don't forget all the Lifting as well...and the oven can be very Dangerous too as it is very Hot...
Well anyway, just fuck off...

Above on the right is my most recent loaf, which was excellent, and on the left was my last one which was shit...


This was around number 4, back in June, with a large tub of Ornella's amazing homemade marmalade made from our plantation oranges...


This was Number 4 at breakfast with toasted cheese and pooched eggs, which is eggs steamed by shoving them up a hot dog's arse...or else I mis- spelled 'poached' and tried to cover up for it with a cheap and unnecesarily crude distraction...
And a mug of Tetley's, the makings for which, horror of horrors, have nearly run out...
( I really mean that.)


Has he made 100% wholemeal bread in the likeness of rustic cooking pots and burnt it, you say??
No...
These are cheap clay pots bought at the roadside for mere pennies, and which produce amazingly tasty food if stuffed into the oven after being loaded with, for example, ingredients...
Of course, the oven must be Hot.