If I were a bunny rabbit, I'd have my own epic movie. We went to G's family for Christmas. They're all the way on the west side of London, and they invited us to stay the night because 'trains can be a pain at this time of year'. Plus, there was a tube strike planned, and we didn't want to get caught in...
There's nothing as quite as comforting and reassuring as a well-baked cake. I've always had ovens that make the act of baking more akin to a risky gamble than a culinary art, but this has taught me how to deal with boo-boos, rather than mourn the loss of a pricey tart. That's how I found cake pops; messed up your deliciously decadent cake? No...
... You start to navigate locations using landmarks like "the festive house". Also, when you realise that you are walking home from work at 7pm on a Sunday because you had to work extra days to keep up with the Christmas rush. Bag humbug. Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5 ...
It was Gray's birthday a few weekends ago, and we had such great plans to spend it in the West End at a comedy show followed by dinner with friends. Such great plans. If you notice my disdain and attempted textual sarcasm, it's only because I ended up working slightly late and finally arrived at the pub only to find him with Chris and...
I haven't been posting because I've been working. I've been working, and worrying about work, and worrying about worrying about work. And so, it took a force majeure to bring everything to a stop; the powder sugar-dusting, glittery frosting that coated the world in coldness! It's been snowing for about three days now. It started off with teeny, tiny powdery flakes that drift...
