Did you know she rents?
...what?
Literally the first sentence is all that's needed. The rest is nonsensical filler. Recipes don't need filler! They should be clear and concise!
In fact, you don't even need any of this if you amend the ingredients list to
200g bread, finely chopped or grated. There, I saved your poor arthritic hands some painful keyboard-banging.
Again, this could stop after "mix well". More filler in this thing than in Jack's lips.
Leaving aside the sheer horror of the phrase
very runny apple-water in a description of something that in theory you're supposed to want to put in your mouth...
...this is getting ridiculous. It's actually making me uncomfortable - it reads like she has no friends, and writing recipes is her only social outlet.
Deep reddish curious slop. Yum.
Classic Monroe one and done. No triple-testing team of home economists here! Fills you with confidence, doesn't it?
But earlier you told us to use a shallow tin? Now we can use whatever tin we like, but we have no idea how long it will take to cook?
PS Jack, the key dimension here is the area of the tin, not the depth. As we are all faithfully following your recipe, we all have the same amount of deep reddish curious slop. But I put mine in a 22cm tin, and someone else put theirs in an 18cm tin. The depth of the tins is irrelevant - their mixture will be deeper than mine because of very basic maths. Pythagoras would be disappointed in you.
What?
No, really, what is this nonsense?
Jack, you're a hermetically sealed heatbox.
Utter bullshit, as we all know Jack believes there is only one trifle recipe. And it's not this! What would Dad say?!
Plus ça change...