I have become a house bore. For the past month when anyone has asked how I am, it began with ‘STRESSED – I am in the middle of house renovations’, before rattling off various floor/door/colour match issues. Whilst I gallantly braved the … Continue reading
I do apologise for the long absence. I’d like to say it was justified in that The Bald One, very bravely, proposed to me. Despite my father asking Baldy ‘do you know what you’re taking on?!,’ it still didn’t deter him from asking. Looking … Continue reading
You know you’re growing up when you’re able to afford a cleaner. It’s one of the biggest luxuries and my cleaner has been exceptionally tolerant of my behaviour. When she first arrived, a year ago, I got a note from the agency saying … Continue reading
And so, The Bald One and I have put up with each other for a year. To celebrate my Personal Best at a relationship, we decided to book somewhere a little fancy for dinner. By the time 7pm on Saturday … Continue reading
I’ve realised that I like to make things difficult for myself. I take an average chore and make it into an ACHIEVEMENT. Here’s a little insight into my day: Morning routine – I allow myself an hour and a half … Continue reading
Now, I have to admit that these didn’t have quite the required snap to make it a true gingernut. It might have been due to the fact that my measurements of golden syrup went slightly awol (note to self – a … 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
I was recently informed by a colleague that I was chemically imbalanced. I wasn’t quite sure what was meant by this, but I’m guessing it isn’t a compliment. These biscuits however, are far from imbalanced, in fact, they are so … Continue reading
As I was slumped in front of the TV the other night my phone rang. Arrhh, it was my good mate Hannah. ‘Clauds, fancy cycling to Paris in a couple of weeks?!’ As I looked on the floor, I saw … Continue reading
Meek Gone Wild Dictionary: Bisc-offee: A happy marriage of biscuit and coffee. I never used to like coffee, but having spent most of my university days working in a coffee shop where I forced the black liquid down my gullet … Continue reading
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