I have been trying to do less charging around during the day. Making sure I make a point of grabbing a cup of tea and sitting down for half an hour a couple of times a day. Either to read, stare out of the window or a play a game on my tablet. I
Is a question that always makes me reply with a disclaimer first “well… I was born in London but I have lived all over the place”. I think my current home is my 18th, and between London and here there have been stints in Surrey, various other parts of London, the midlands and the
Since long before there was Christmas, humans have needed to create light in the darkness, warmth in the cold months. We just need that spark to keep us from feeling gloomy. And so we have parties and get dressed up and eat and drink and laugh. Some of us love to do the hosting,
A slightly different Window Wednesday this week as I feature 24 windows rather than just one. Or are they doors? Who knows. What I do know is that the idea of making my own gin filled advent calendar is one I have had for a while. Every year, round about now I get tagged in
As soon as the lights are on all day my thoughts turn to comfort food. In the absence of being able to hug a hot water all day I turn instead to warming comforting foods. Those hot dinners that say “a hug from within”. I had actually forgotten about this recipe until I was
The story of a 14 year old cancer victim being cryogenically frozen has troubled me this week. Not for the story itself, though that does trouble me on many levels. The false hope this girl has believed may one day bring her back. What happens if by some medical miracle she is brought back to life?
Of course you do. Who doesn’t? And I say that as somebody who doesn’t even really like pizza. But on Friday last week a man called David made two pizzas in less than half an hour in my kitchen and then cooked each of them in less than five minutes in our garden. And
A NEW NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS They say that everybody has a book in them. That we all have a story to tell. For some people that book is still in their head. Or maybe hand written in pencil, as Dawn French does. Or maybe even typed out on sheets of paper that are then neatly stacked