Bother.

Well, got the crumble count to 78 (well, 79 actually, but one had to be tested...) and then took them along today. Sadly, no-one on the stall thought to put to one side enough to cover the pre-ordered numbers, and they sold very well indeed, with the result that it's back to the chopping board for me. Thankfully, I noticed the problem when we'd only gone three crumbles over our limit, so the situation can be recovered relatively easily.

And if you've ever wondered what a fridge would look like with 78 apple crumbles in it, here's an illustration... Thankfully, we're not in the habit of buying food, so don't have a great deal of fridge-space-requirement. I'm now going to head downstairs to finish cleaning the kitchen, having observed that the cleaning pixies seem to have died.

Maybe I'll start the process off with a nice cup of tea.