you find yourself holding miniature hen eggs in a pair of tweezers, carefully feeding them, one at a time, through the bars of the hen coop and into a pool of glue.
Even so, it was good to have finally got round to doing this room after so long ignoring it, even if it is making me go a little fuzzy in the thinking department.
With the hearth now sort of done it’s time to move on to the nearest sideboard/dresser to the great hall, the one you’d go to if you were serving in the hall at the event, so it mostly holds tableware with the odd salver of food as it’s needed.
Beginnings of the work area and preparations for a batch bake of pies. There’ll be extra bread baking too. Don’t think they’ve got enough oven space.
Pie filling and, oops, a broken egg there at the back I see
These eggs, with tweezers, oh yes. Have gone along with keeping a small coop in the kitchen for a couple of hens and chicks
Someone is having a fruit snack when they should be working? I love this partly peeled apple.
On another part of the planet …
and to get the kinks out of my back from all that stretching and bending, I finally got around to giving the old guy in the other half of the great hall a couple of cushions to lean against on that hard settle and put a carpet or two across the end of the top table too.
That is, hopefully a little more comfy for him. Grainy photo but rather painterly I think.