Honouring the real, the messy (sometime literally), joy of life on here. Taking it all one small bite at a time. Rarely taking things seriously. Warning: blog contains ramblings of an unspecific nature, cats, allotments and books.
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Adjusting to summer
The absolute blowsy nonsense of peonies. Rewatching a favourite film in the oldest cinema in the UK. What happens when no mow may gets out...
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to know what to write in these days. The news is bleak and it is easy to feel small and lost and guilty for continuing to live your life. An...
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How it should have been... First of all, a word of advice. Do not attempt the making of this dessert whilst 3 baileys/beers/glasses of wine/...
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As you can imagine, with N's Mum ill, we had some weeks of quietness, panic, worry and bad eating because he certainly wasn’t interested...

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