It was a WILD Friday night here, that week. Wild, let me tell you. I was working lateish and Mr P picked me up from town on the way home from the supermarket. This did mean that: a. I didn’t need to sniff somebody’s armpit on the Glider home b. We had a bootful of […]
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I want to type All Of The Words about the fact that today, Tuesday the 2nd of January 2024, Paul the plasterer arrived and started plastering the roof space. Next week, he will come and plaster the hallway, AKA the final room of this house. I have half-written so many posts and stories about this […]
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I know I’m supposed to tell you that this recipe was etched on to a banana leaf for me by some village elder in the remote backwaters of Kerala, but that would be a lie. It is a curry that I made one evening when dinner needed to be on the table fast. And it […]
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This tart is a riff of a basic I have been cooking since I started catering; a shamelessly shop-bought pastry case full of vegetables and a quiche like filling. Sometimes there is cheese, sometimes there is spice, there is always delicious. They seem to be popular with the resident toddler, but most importantly of all, […]
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Everybody in the world seemed to have an opinion and advice about weaning my tiny baby onto solid food; there was less information out there for this stage, a year on, where that tiny baby is, well, a little less tiny and has actual opinions and things. I mean, it hasn’t really come as a […]
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I have learned that a roast chicken is one of Mr P’s love languages. Srsly. Unfortunately I always forget this fact until I actually roast a chicken, and he starts voluntarily doing The Crap Jobs We Both Hate and hanging out washing and all sorts of things. I mean, I could probably use roasting a […]
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I really, really, really hate the fact that pretty much everything essential to being a vaguely content and functioning individual is now an aspirational video on some kind of social media. A quick jump into the shower with whatever shower gel was on offer that floated my boat (always, always, always the citrus smelling ones […]
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I promise not to wang on so much that you have to scroll for a solid five minutes just to get to the actual recipe, but sweetcorn fritters were the first thing I made for a breakfast club. It was quite pioneering, way back when, the breakfast club. I mean, avocados weren’t quite such a […]
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I mean, we’ve taken Hugo away a few times, the first to my sister’s via the Lake District when he was 7 weeks old, Ibiza when he was 5 months old and England again in November, but those things weren’t CITY BREAKS. And I’m not going to lie, as it loomed closer, I really started […]
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So then, a new website, in a very lowkey sort of a way. At last. I mean, I’ve done more than my fair share of big, excited ‘I’M BACK!’ type posts over the last wee while. Actually, the last few years. I first started to think about rejigging things around here way back in Spring […]
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