I think I’m getting old.So I’ve reverted to nursery food. The first epiphany on this matter drove me to buy wrinkle cream. It took the morning of my 29th birthday for me to realise that my forehead is now littered with crinkle cut depressions; postcards from decades of eyebrow raising. What can I say. I […]
Breakfast
I have a new friend. It’s called Soda Bread. I’ve discovered it since I got to the UK, but I don’t think it’s anything new. In fact I think most of the population of Ireland have known about it for quite some time. But since we haven’t officially met before now I’d like to take […]
There are some mornings when even the act of adding milk and berries to muesli is too much. Or, moreover- the sound of someone scratching around the kitchen and putting milk, yogurt and cheap-as British berries onto muesli is too much. That might be because it’s around 5 am and A Very Hungry One is […]
There are two exiting things about our new place. One, is that there’s a gym right downstairs. Considering our proximity to the cheese at Neal’s Yard Dairy, that’s a good thing. The second, is that yesterday a small box of household appliances, deemed ‘essential’ arrived. We’re learning to deal without R2D2 (the coffee machine). We’re […]