After a week of baking inaction, as opposed to "in action", I finally pulled the starter from the fridge this morning. And this afternoon I fed it --- it's recovering nicely, and tomorrow I can make bread.
I will, of course, have to fit it around going to Skibo's class Hallowe'en party in the morning, coming back here through football traffic (you haven't experienced football traffic until you've lived in a town which quadruples its population when the stadium is half full: and I mean that literally) and then going to a Hallowe'en birthday party for M, one of Boo and Skibo's best friends: then braving outgoing football traffic on the way back so that Boo and Skibo can trick or treat in the neighbourhood.
Even though it's the wrong season, I'm channelling Scrooge!
Yours, kneading to say "Bah! Humbug!"
N.
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