Chapter 12

I think I take after my Mother when it comes to cookery. Nothing I bake or fry, ever comes out decent. My homemade cookies are inedible. I can't boil an egg to save my life. It always turns out way too runny or completely rock hard. And every-time I try to make a pancake, I get overexcited and it ends up all over the ceiling when I try to flip it. Yet, they still expect me to take and succeed in Home Economics. I tie my hair into an untidy bun before tying the blue checked apron around...