Awee tale of rain, roses and scones

The rain, the scones, the roses andmy bladder. Those were the big topics ofmydaywhenwegot hit with the second-wettest day on record onNovember9.

Letmerun you through it. It started raining quite heavily around mid-morning.

This will be good for the reservoirs, considering Napier had just announced water restrictions, I thought.

Andgiven it wasawet day, I thought I’d dosome baking.

I’ve been on a cheese scone campaign recently, which is weird as Inever really liked them, but “cheese the day” I thought!

So outcamethe flour, baking powder, cheese, you knowthe rest. Into the hot oven they went, and out they came.

Myanticipation was rising, myscones however were not. They tasted delicious but were as flat as a pancake.

I quickly put a picup on our Hits Hawke’s Bay Facebook page with a call for help, which uncovered the fact that something probably wasn’t quite right with the baking powder ratio.

I checked said baking powder, and yes indeed, something was wrong . . . if I had been making the scones in 2017 they would’ve been okay, but Iwas working with an expired pack.

While Iwas ponderingmy

My anticipation was rising, but my scones were not.

stupidity, I glanced outside to seemyprecious newly planted iceberg roses swimming in theirown compost.

They were under a foot of water and it wasonly lunchtime.

I braved the rain, got a jug and scooped out the water, but itwas filling faster than I could scoop.

I tried to cover the dirt in plastic— that floated away. Next I put three big flexi bins around the roses, and they tipped on their back and swamawaytoo.

Don’t over-water the roses everyone said . . . ha, ha. Ihavemy fingers crossed they’ll survive.

Andfinally, during the day, I visited the bathroom around 26 times. I couldn’t work it out. Ihadn’t been consuming excessive liquids sowhythe heck wasmybladder on high alert? Well, after discussing it on the showthe next morning and putting 2+2 together . . . it was the sound of the rain.

Like Milli Vanilli sang (or didn’t sing) . . . blame it on the rain.

Ihope thisweetale has lightened the day ofmany peoplewhohave somany morethings to worry about, thanks to the flood. Thinking of you all x.