JennyO, JennyG, Magenta and Sandra were meant to be having a sewing evening. This was really an excuse to get together, listen to music, talk, and sew while they cooked potatoes in the fire. They baked them til they were covered black with charcoal on the outside, and were white and fluffy on the inside. Add pepper, butter, parsley and sea salt .. mmm.

But Magenta was off in the back shed, saying something about looking for mice. They looked at each other. Was this weird or what?