Un-domesticated as I am in culinary affairs it seems the bread machine (if you can call a bread machine 'culinary' in the first place) that loiters in the corner of the kitchen, has not been pressed into service for sometime but a sudden realisation that we were breadless meant it was forced to spring into action. Tilly has never encountered this terrifying device before and it's long period of inactivity has caused it to develop a rather hideous squeak into the bargain......madam was not impressed.
The 'new noise' required much tentative investigation, caused a deal of nervousness......
and finally, when she found her courage it came under attack.....
Apologies for the quality, my father might have been in the business all his life but a camera-man/woman I am not!
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