My favourite loaf!

I’ve lost count of the hundreds of loaves we’ve enjoyed over our years at sea, but the one that gives me the fondest memories happened many years ago whilst anchored up in The Bag at Salcombe. I took a lovely crackly loaf out of the oven just before we loaded ourselves into the dinghy to visit the Pugwash Bar aboard the sail training vessel Egremont. When the bar closed we poured ourselves back to the boat. Flinging back the hatch the waft from the freshly baked bread was intoxicating. My husband, nephew and I ate the entire loaf, with butter and homemade strawberry jam, and then slept the sleep of the righteous and the bloated. I wish my digestion could handle that now!