I can’t think of many things which beat the taste of freshly baked banana bread. Well, that’s a lie, winning the lottery must be pretty awesome, but seeing as I’ve never won and you can’t actually eat pound notes (I suppose you … Continue reading
I can’t think of many things which beat the taste of freshly baked banana bread. Well, that’s a lie, winning the lottery must be pretty awesome, but seeing as I’ve never won and you can’t actually eat pound notes (I suppose you … Continue reading
Well I’m currently housebound. My front door is swinging off its hinges and the locksmith has promised to return within two hours, with a part which is costing about the same as the entire house. To pass time I decided … Continue reading
*SNORE ALERT* I shall be talking about my Gap Year. However, I like to think my Gap Year wasn’t an ordinary travelling experience. Bored at school I threw a dart at a map and said to myself I would go … 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
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 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
When I think of liver, I am drawn back to my school days when we were given a dish called ‘floating meat’. Served as a Wednesday mid-week treat, the liver/donkey was boiled for approximately 24 hours before being slopped into … Continue reading
I’m really not sure who reads my blog. For all I know I’ve only got four followers (and that’s including my parents and sisters), but even if this is the case, THANK YOU for reading/liking/following me. Meek Gone Wild began … Continue reading