My first baby Herman left today. One last bubble goodbye from his little travel jar, care sheet quickly printed and taped on and he was gone. Ouch. I’d message and see how he is doing but I can’t. Incase, y’know, my travel arrangements for him (jam jar)… have killed him. I know! But, I weighed it up; I did think about it. I got him in a jam jar and he lived and for a day at school, risking a topple, I thought it was the most robust option. I hope he didn’t suffocate. Could he suffocate? How much air does he need? Oh gawd, I suffocated him. I’ll just have to hang around here and maybe one day he’ll pop up in a post and I’ll know the worry was for nothing. It would be pretty cool to see where he goes and what cakes he becomes. Maybe one day, someone will make him the chocolate chip. I’d be so proud!  I, however, have somewhat reluctantly decided to stick with the traditional recipe for my first go. Plan is to build up to chocolate chip- once I’ve got to know him bit better.

This guy though, he is my last baby Herman to leave. He’s heading off to Kinloss tomorrow. He caused me an almighty panic after tea. His new mum gave me bags of plants she’d been thinning out her garden last week. ‘Thank you soooo much I’ll get them planted straight away’.  Or a week later in a demented last minute panic that she’d spot them wilting, still in the bags, and not stir my baby Herman in some sort of tit for tat plant cruelty revenge. I am so glad that crisis was averted. Besides, look at him, already filling out his new tub and getting all doughy. No-one could resist giving that foam a good stir. Could they? Seriously, you would want to stir that wouldn’t you? Like every day. You need to stir him every day and feed him, you can’t just leave him, oh dammit, would karma be that cruel, for a week. I’m gonna miss you wee fellar. Good luck <3

Has your Herman left yet?