There are good weeks and there are bad weeks. I had such high hopes for this week of plums. And so, from a poppy seed to the size of soft fruit, I’m now harbouring something inside big enough to build a little cubby for itself and hopefully strong enough to not worry about every day. …
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I’ve made a terrible mistake. I missed something. Earlier in the week when I was shaking off some completely indulgent birthday blues by trying to account for the ten best things I ate in the last year, I skipped something. I’ll try and skirt past the emotional sloppiness. It was illogical and mad (particularly in …
There are people in the world who like having their photograph taken. Then there are the rest of us. Right now I’m staring at a calendar and occasionally taking side long looks into a mirror, trying not to make ‘that’ awkward face (head cocked to the side, school marmish pursed lips). In two weeks, I’m …
Our flat has been host to a few parties over its time- but never a film premiere. On Saturday night that changed. One of my oldest friends has just finished the final sound mix on his debut feature- a project he wrote, directed, edited and produced himself. Champagne was needed, most definitely. It also called …
Is there anything more welcoming than an omelette and a glass of wine? To make an omelette is a life skill. Elizabeth David may have her detractors, but she was right about its steadying properties. I’ve been making a lot of omelettes lately. I’ve been teaching a goat cheese and basil version to my neighbour …
