As is family tradition, and as I was awake early on Good Friday it seemed like a good idea to make a batch of Hot Cross Buns. I think that these were perhaps my best yet (well, you'd hope after a squillion years of making them).
I also made a second set, which did not come out quite so well as I carried the dough to Kew with us for the day before having an Easter Supper of BBQ Lamb with Jess, Andrew, Ange, Neil and Emma - still tasty but perhaps a little too much air and they didn't keep their shape so well.
New trick to get the yeast going - place near hot jug.
All the ingredients. Now if only I could work out what an ounce was...