So here's the thing - I think I killed Paul's sourdough starter. We have whole tubs of of flour around, and I asked him which tub I was meant to feed the starter with (he's lost interest, so I've adopted it: called it Rocket,
bonded with it) and he said "the one in the tub at the front" which would have been fine except that I'd made scones at 4:30 that morning (don't ask) and the One At The Front was now
self-raising flour. Which you don't use to feed a heritage, organic sourdough starter. As it turns out.
I've halved the starter and fed it for two days in a row. It's mid winter down here, but I've done my best to keep it wherever the warm is. It's runny and smells of acetone. Will it survive? Paul says he thinks it's just lost the will to live.
I'd hate to think that I've killed a starter. Called Rocket.