Runeberg

Well well, Runeberg's day (Finnish national poet) came and went (5.2) and, as always with celebrations that give you an excuse to make something nice to eat, we seized the opportunity and baked some Runeberg's Tarts:

 Who could say no to something with both icing and jam?

 Quack quack!

The greenhouse (space between curtains and window in living room) has started to show some signs of life! How unexpected.

Cress in a hurry.

Alas, the weekend is drawing near. Tonight is there is indian food on the menu. Homebaked naan-bread, homemade raita/tzatziki, home-marinated chicken pieces . . .

La La La

Baked karelian pasties with Roomie until late yesterday. It was cozy and nice, baking while listening to Christmas Carols. We're inviting our neighbours over for afternoon tea on Saturday, and will be treating them to some things they might not get to taste that often here in Britain. Mwahahaha!

Worked as a Student Ambassador for the first time yesterday. Showed some applicants around the school (and got a little monetary gain from it). I also called the local jobcentre, and luckily they had time that afternoon, so I could go there and get my National Insurance Number application filled in.

Productive day, yesterday.

Zipper

Ensam means alone or lonely. See, that there is a zipper creature, and zipper creatures naturally feel lonely unless they are zipped together with other zipper creatures.

Zipper is a funky word.

Whoops

Sorry, but I really need to go to sleep now. Proper post tomorrow instead, I hope.