While I slaved over the computer, mum whipped up a batch of her lighter than air scones. Actually it's a miracle that they turn out as well as they do. I have been told that when she was first learning to make them... many moons ago, she made great golf balls. Then after getting a lesson and some good advice from an elderly neighbour, Nanna Rene, she started to make the scones I've known and loved all my life.
After 3 beautiful, scrumptious, delicious scones covered in strawberry jam and a dollop of whipped cream I am officially stuffed. So here I sit, in front of the computer again. Sipping a cup of hot tea and dreaming of the arrival of spring and warm weather.
