I decided to cook some venison, Rosemary and cranberry sausages.
Unfortunately I forgot about them in the oven. Two hours later I was in the kitchen and I felt some heat from the oven. Oh dear! I opened the oven door, lots of smoke and very burnt sausages. So much so I had great difficulty cutting them in half.
I put them out for visiting cats, they got scattered all over the patio.
I think they are a bin job!
It's only sausages... In the great scheme of things it doesn't matter. I have lost count of the meals I have ruined when my thoughts were elsewhere. Thank heavens for eggs and oven chips