It was a lovely afternoon, and lovely to speak a bit of Swedish as I don't have many Swedish friends left in London. Most of them moved back home and I've been a bit too lazy to engage in the Swedish community and the Swedish church.
Arrived home having that warm fuzzy feeling, (and it wasn't only the glögg = Swedish mulled wine) after having been talking, eating, joking, laughing and making new acquaintances, with lots of kids running around. A bit of pre-Christmas bliss.
Saffron buns but not with the customary raisins as M and I decided we don't actually like them very much...Rebels we are.
The Saffron cake
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