This morning we had a breakfast called oatmeal cake...it was recommended and raved about by Roger's mother after a visit to her friends for breakfast. You bake the oatmeal with all sorts of spices and maple syrup...the aromas smelt as Sundays should...relaxing and delightful.
You then create your own toppings. The meal was perfectly completed with a cup of 'Rose and Orange' tea... and Handel's sonatas playing away...







Wish you could have dinned this lovely brunch along with us...