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Oh dearie me!
Verdun
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whilst cutting a delicious strawberry n cream tart my hand slipped and it resulted in a larger slice than I intended.
however, I don't think anyone noticed as the offending piece was removed ....and eaten by yours truly.....and the remaining pieces were re assembled in a slightly smaller circle. Thought this was quite clever 
Hopefully, It should mean a share of the smaller tart for me too 
anyone else had such a worrying mishap in the kitchen?
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Verdun! How out of character!
I have to confess that I made a Victoria sponge with vanilla cream and gooseberries with Doves gooseberry and elderflower jam as glue 
I didn't post a picture as somebody ate four slices and it didn't quite look the same 
after thoroughly testing it I let someone else try a piece 
I find home baking of any kind to be extremely dangerous RB. A chocolate fudge loaf cake and a banana and sultana loaf cake disappeared somewhere in this house. I only cut one slice of each to thoroughly test them, so someone else must have been interfering with them...
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
I made a mix for a couple of dozen buns (fairy cakes or whatever you peeps call them). "Only two dozen?" shrieked mother...so I had to do another two dozen! Greedy pig! There were also two gingerbread loaves, two fruit cakes, two fruit loaves and various other goodies I flung together! Flippin' domestic goddess me!
Obviously they all had to be tested. I wouldn't want the bramble killer to keel over before the garden's cleared!
Indeed Verdun, Made a raised pie, a large one, blistered fingers shaping the hot pastry, very best ingredients and topped up with a good Cider jelly and allowed to cool overnight. The family arrived started to nick the bread buns for tea before the table was laid, sliced up raised pie, very thin slices put it on table went back to remove scones from oven and by the time I got to sit down no pie, not one single crumb, last one I ever made. That is what I get for siring a mob of gluttons.
Frank.