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Sunday Afternoon Scones

What's a girl to do with herself when her husband goes out of town? Why go all uncharacteristically domestic and bake, of course!

My Grandma used to bake scones*. They were light and fluffy and buttery. With jam and freshly whipped cream. Divine. My Mum also used to try to make scones. She was always complaining that they were never as good as Grandma's. I think I've attempted scones once since I moved out of home. I thought that they were hard to make.

Decluttered drawer

Maybe because I de-cluttered my kitchen cupboards during the week and found my scone-cutters. Maybe because I read Baby Mac's blog about tulips and devonshire teas. I felt the urge this quiet, sleepy Sunday afternoon to make scones.

Ingredients - some recipes say buttermilk and chilled butter, but you have to work with what you've got!

Knead quickly...
The aforementioned scone-cutter

Ready for baking

Yes, the oven needs cleaning (again)

Fresh out of the oven!

Scones with jam and cream

They were remarkably quick to whip up. They were light and fluffy. The vacuum cleaner I gave birth to first (aka son) and daughter were quick to assist in the eating, which was accompanied by a fresh pot of hot tea. 

Not bad. Not bad at all.

*And how to pronounce "scones"? English/Australians say "scon" and the Americans "scone":

"I asked the maid in dulcet tone
To order me a buttered scone
The silly girl has been and gone
And ordered me a buttered scone."


  1. yum-yum-yum-yum-yum

    What is that cream? It's not whipped cream, is it? Is it that clotted cream stuff I've heard about?

    1. It is cream - whipped cream, but not out of a can (yuck). We have "thickened cream" which I believe is equivalent to your double cream? Anyway, I used the electronic beaters (because I'm too lazy to whisk by hand) with a bit of caster sugar thrown in. I've never made clotted cream - too fussy.


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