
I think I’ve been watching too much of The Island. For those readers who have more of a life than I and are confused as to what it is, it is a television programme based on a group of men and women … Continue reading
I think I’ve been watching too much of The Island. For those readers who have more of a life than I and are confused as to what it is, it is a television programme based on a group of men and women … Continue reading
In hindsight it was probably quite an odd thing to do, but to in my mind it was perfectly logical to make my own birthday cake. The fact of the matter is, I have Cake Distrust Syndrome (it’s pretty self-explanatory) but … Continue reading
I love France; I love their food, climate and the general snootiness that makes France wonderful. I do not like France, however, when the French decide to go on strike. Stranded in Morocco sounds wonderful but the reality was somewhat … Continue reading
For the last couple of weeks I’ve been away in Holland working at an art fair. This is not your average village fair – if you happened to have million quid to burn you could happily spend it in the … Continue reading
If cakes had feelings, this one would be traumatized. I made this cake at my parents’ house, 170 miles from where it finally met its end. To expand, I constructed this in Shropshire on Sunday for my housemate’s birthday, which … Continue reading
Sometimes I dream of cleaning. Whilst some people battle with weight/drugs/alcohol addictions, I deal with the urge to clean. It has even extended to polishing my next door neighbours windows when I know they’re away. Similarly my diary follows a … Continue reading
I was running low on veg for a Sunday lunch, so asked a friend to pick up some broccoli on her way. She arrived with not one, not 2, but 5 whole broccoli’s. Now, don’t get me wrong, I like … Continue reading
I think I have woman flu, that, or I am actually dying. I feel like I’ve swallowed a bag of Venus Razor Blades, without the music in the background, and my nose is so red I could be mistaken for … Continue reading
I have become a New Years cliché. On January 2nd I joined a new gym, ordered an all in one lycra outfit, purchased a loyalty card from Holland and Barrett and swore that I would only run to my required … Continue reading
Personally, I think there’s a reason why turkey is only ever eaten once a year. For one thing, they’re so vast that you’re lumbered with the blesséd thing for the rest of the holidays and secondly, no matter how you flambé/curry-fy … Continue reading