If you were ever a Mighty Boosh fan you’ll have the soup song in your head now like I’ve had FOREVER. You’re welcome. Cooking was never my strong point. At uni my speciality was rice, cheese and ketchup in a tortilla wrap, microwaved. I think my lowest point was when, feeling simultaneously lazy, poor and…
Read More
Sunday simply wouldn’t be Sunday without a walk, a cup of tea, a slice of cake and a good book. Right now I’m curled up on the sofa with Murakami’s Norwegian Wood on my kindle (which I will resume once I’ve finished writing this), having just finished a cup of tea and a slice of…
Read More
Some people came out of lock-down with nothing to show but a deepened loathing for society, twitchy screen-eyes and some early symptoms of scurvy. Not me. I put my time to good use and, with the help of a slow masticating juicer, a smoothie making machine and having a long list of more pressing tasks…
Read More
