Flapjacks recipe

For some unknown reason over the years I completely forgot I liked flapjacks and had two jobs in bakeries, one of them being a trainee confectionist. The next batch I make might just have to half dipped in chocolate, so watch this space. From nowhere though recently, I decided to make them. I like to be organised when baking sweets things and always weigh everything out out first, I didn’t have a recipe for this so looked through the internet until I found one and scaled down the measurements for a small batch.

125g Butter

125g Demerara sugar

35g Golden syrup

170g Oats

Oven at 180 degrees – bake for 20-25 minutes and cool for 20 minutes. (with fan assisted I suggest either higher temperature or bake for longer, I should have done it for about 35-40 minutes I suspect). This is super simple and quick and a great homemade snack/treat.

Ingredients

Melt the butter and add the sugar and golden syrup. When the sugar has melted stir through the oats. Then press into your prepared tin and smooth out (you can use the back of a spoon to press it flat).

Stage 1

Once it’s baked (turned pale or golden brown), take out and cut into squares and eat 🙂

Stage 2 – done!

(c) K Wicks

The Unknown – my book

I have always been interested in viruses and before all this happened I had speculated on what might occur if we were to discover a strange new organism… Just didn’t realise within a couple of years we would find ourselves involved in something similar!

“A discovery in the Siberian tundra turns the entire world upside down, rewriting history and setting seemingly unstoppable forces in motion. In a race against time in a quickly changing world, they must learn to adapt to survive. Will people accept their fate or fight to save an existence that was always meant to end? Can humanity survive?”

Learning to paint #6

Nature is still my inspiration at the moment. And liking a bit of sparkle too (which doesn’t come out so good in photos). Trying new trees this time, free hand so it’s a bit worrying at first thinking I’ll make a mistake. Or as Bob Ross would say, happy little accidents. Because they can be corrected or sometimes it helps the painting take a different turn.

(c) K Wicks