There are portholes in life when you’re adrift; not knowing if you’re coming or going. This is a dish for those moments. It’s for those murky duvets of time when you only know for sure if it’s 3 am or pm by going outside and squinting at the sky. This is the sort of food […]
Breakfast
There comes a time when you have to ask. ‘How many recipes for a blueberry muffin do I really need?’ The answer is; one. And I’m pretty sure this is it. A bad muffin is a sad thing. They can be oily on the fingertips, bloated and blousy with flour, or sodden from an enthusiastic […]
It’s hard to know which comes first; the contentedness you clock when you’re around familiar things, or whether it’s the things themselves that deliver a sense of calm. I’ve just had my first Saturday morning back in my old flat. It’s been a strange two weeks of opening boxes and finding ghosts of my former […]
Over the last four days I have born witness to four Full Englishes. We’ve been on a road trip, tracing my family’s history- first stop was Rugby- more specifically, Bilton Hall; where in the blue room, nearly 64 years ago, my Granny gave birth to my Dad. From there, we battled Bank Holiday traffic north […]
I am quite keen on cutting corners. My sister will never let me forget that in my fledgling years I persisted on wearing my nightgown the wrong way out every second night. It made sense to me. Once I’d shirked it over my head in the morning, it inverted itself. And so a labour saving […]