is probably about right. If I started the London marathon now it would probably take me three years to do it. Not only because I would be stopping every ten seconds to photograph and instagram something but because, well, I am not Paula Radcliffe am I? Every year I decide to get up
I don’t know, you wait your whole week for a Thermomix recipe from me and then two come along at once. Or maybe you haven’t been waiting all week and this has just come as a pleasant surprise. Suffice to say on Sunday I had an afternoon to spend in the kitchen. Baking things
I know, right? Fudge. With Snickers. I remember when Snickers were Marathons and I also remember when the London Marathon was the Mars London Marathon so in honour of me being old enough to remember old things yesterday being the day of the Marathon I came up with this little beauty. It might also have
Last week Justin Webb admitted that he had waited until his wife was away on holiday before he went out and bought a brand new 65″ beast of a new TV. The fact he had to wait until she was away tells us alot about TV buying in family households I think, don’t you?
Yesterday I wrote about charity help in Nepal a year after the earthquake. About the need for help around the world following disasters. Today it is about something similar but also at the same time, very different. It’s about twenty two well known chefs writing to the Prime Minister: It’s a scandal that
A year. 12 months 365 days I look back over the past year and I can’t really think off the top of my head what I have achieved. Lots of things I wanted to do are still not done, many not even started. Some have been and then abandoned. Stuff has happened, as
Regardless of whether you are starting a blog or want to give your business an online presence, knowing what to look for in a web host can be tricky. After all, there are countless providers out there, all seeming to offer the same sort of solution. However, taking the time to research and carefully
We first realised that there might be something special about Room 302 where we were staying at the Walpole Bay Hotel in Margate when ten minutes after checking into our room a tour bus full of ladies from a WI tried to get into our room to have a look at it. Most apologetic when