Finally the boy has graduated. I am very proud. He is almost a fully fledged dentist, soon to be earning a lot of money whilst I plod on with finishing my MA and hope to God that I can get a job this autumn. Cross your fingers for me.
This comes after a wonderful holiday in the Algarve where we did absolutely nothing but lounge by the pool, hide from the sun so I wouldn't burn, get covered by sand on the beach (and break my sisters Kindle there too as I dropped it on a rock - eek!) plus eat a lot. Eating become the main activity...we would discuss where we would go all day and then savour three courses with a bottle of wine/sangria and topped off with some deadly cocktails.
We walked for miles on the one cloudy day we had, following a map that was not to scale. At all. Tourist maps, you would think, show key things that you should see so we trekked to see a statue. The following is the statue in question...not really a statue more an island with religious connotations.
Our first holiday and our first graduation (we weren't speaking when it was mine) so to celebrate I baked cake, various cupcakes in fact: vanilla with raspberries and chocolate fudge. Thankfully the deserts in Portugal weren't that great so my cake didn't have much to live up to. If I'd been cooking ribs/steak/any kind of fresh fish it would have been a different matter, they were amazing in Portugal. The old faithful Cupcakes and Muffins book came out, as did my mothers wonderful silicon cupcake cases. They went down an absolute treat, which I'm glad of because I was too poor to buy anything better. The raspberry is particularly amazing so I'll make sure to put the recipes up for you to try another time.