It’s never a good sign when you return from your wedding makeup trial and your father exclaims you ‘look remarkably like Amy Winehouse,’ followed by your mother, ‘no she doesn’t, she looks like she’s been punched in the face.’
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I’m feeling pretty heroic. Yesterday evening I broke up a fight between two fully grown men. Yes, that’s right, little ol’ me, at 5ft 3 1/2 inches, stopped two men from fighting to death. Well, maybe that’s a slight exaggeration as … Continue reading
Have you ever taken the Uber Challenge? No? Well let me explain. Essentially, you gather around with a group of friends and divulge what the Uber driver has rated you as their passenger. When I was 9 I was given … Continue reading
A friend of mine was recently recounting her baking woes. It was the charity baking morning in her office and she was instructed to make biscotti. Armed with her ingredients she set to work, disregarding the need for scales or measuring … Continue reading
Apparently this week is Chocolate Week. I’ve always pondered who decides these things. If I woke up one day and announced ‘TODAY IS MARTINI WEEK’ I wonder who would join me – most likely it would just be me knocking back the … Continue reading
As many people will have realised it’s rather hot in London at the moment. Although I love the heat, I do not love the hot and sweaty tubes and the fact that I have to sleep like a star … Continue reading
There are some people who glide through life elegantly and daintily, whilst others jostle, barrage and stumble their way through it. Unfortunately, I am in the latter category. From week to week I’m usually embroiled in some embarrassing moment – like the time I spent the whole day … 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
My left arm is currently cloaked in a bright red cast and it’s not because I just felt like getting festive early, it’s due to a broken wrist. I’d love to say that I broke it because I helped rescue … Continue reading
Picture this: It’s Friday night 9am, my kitchen and I are covered head to toe in a mixture of ganache, beetroot and food colouring, whilst wondering how to create a terracotta pot out of marzipan. Admittedly a strange combination when … Continue reading
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