A pot of Wedgwood Earl Grey on this frosty morning is helping to take the edge off the coldest start to a Melbourne winter in 38 years. Yesterday after we dropped Lunchbox off to school, the girls and I went shopping and by the time I’d loaded the bags in the car and returned my trolley, I couldn’t feel my fingers. I mean, I knew it was winter but I wasn’t expecting it to be so cold so fast!
Fortunately for us I spent the whole day yesterday baking, so the oven was doing double-duty. I had a Dundee Cake in the oven by the time I actually read the recipe properly and it told me to wrap the cake in foil for two days before eating. If you could smell that cake at that time, you’ll understand my dilemma. I can’t even say I like fruit cake, but the whole house smelled like currants and cinnamon and it was hard to resist. I had to cave and make a second cake to tide me over: the gingerbread that was apparently the Queen Mother’s favourite. After making it, I can see why – I’ve never had a gingerbread like it. Such a complex flavour (I’m assuming it’s the treacle and the dark muscovado sugar) and a feather-light interior. All sorts of unusual and delicious. Oh and there were also bread rolls and a pot pie for dinner and I barely noticed how cold it was.
It was a welcome change to Saturday when I spent the entire day in bed. That sounds amazing, I know, but Friday night I was struck down with a sore throat, and I didn’t feel so hot the next day. I was determined to nip it in the bud, so I rested, drank 68 cups of my cold and flu tonic, downed all of the zinc, olive leaf extract, vitamin c, and garlic capsules I could find, drank elderberry syrup, upped my kimchi intake to three times a day… this thing was NOT sticking around if I could help it! I was determined. Sunday I felt marginally better but still slightly off, and by Monday I was back to my old self again. I feel as though we got away pretty lightly last winter with three out of the four of us in school or day care at some point during the week but nobody really got sick. Fingers crossed we have the same luck this year, although I did hear this year’s flu is going to be “particularly relentless“… so that’s…. reassuring….
I’m off to the transport department again this morning (on the right day this time, fortunately) after kinder drop-off, and then I’m holing up with more tea to get some work done. More bread, possibly vegemite scrolls, and another quiet week on the cards. It’s going to rain for seven days, and I’m not sure I’m emotionally cut out for that kind of start to winter. I need to harden up!
Is it this cold where you are?