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
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
My mother dug up a vintage ginger beer jar in the garden the other day and so I thought I’d try my hand at making the towns local specialty. The word ‘fiery’ in the title is there for a reason … Continue reading
