Some days you just need cake. But living in a house with two adults and two cats, we struggle to smash through an entire Victoria Sponge even though I get mad Cake Guilt*. (*I can’t leave cake to get stale and I can’t throw away cake. It’s unnatural. I literally got an eye twitch then…) I …
In December, I feel like I’m on a permanent quest to get super cosy and comforted. I’m talking soft jumpers that envelope you in warmth. Snuggling your morning coffee in your hands. Wrapping your favourite scarf around the bottom half of your face. Soup and warm bread. Those unattractive but oh-so-comfy fluffy fleece socks. It’s …
It’s ok to admit that you have to push your inner reset button. When you haven’t been feeling 100% for a few months; when other people’s ethics are grinding on you more than normal; if you feel you’re not at your best; push it. It’s not about making a big list of all you want …
If there was one baked good I could consign to the depths of hell, it would be flapjacks. I hate flapjacks. Seriously. There is nothing more depressing than chewing a mouthful of oats for what seems like an eternity. No matter how much chocolate, nuts or fruit you put in them, they are not interesting. …
I’m pretty sure the devil that sits on my shoulder wouldn’t stereotypically be a little guy dressed in red with a pointy tail and horns. I suspect it would take the form of a doughnut. I don’t suspect he would look much different than this to be honest. I’ll be happily grating cheese in my …
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