The MADs are over. It was lovely – I got to simulate an over-affectionate spacing with one of my besties Ann, all under the changing glow of some LED lights that Nick would have adored. There were similar light-changing LEDs
Fingers Crossed
At some point people will twig that I’m a giant, unbelievably noob and then they’ll stop reading. Up until then, my secret’s safe. Things have been happening here. Good things, really, generally lovely things. At work I’m on a series
School
Schools started again this week. Leaves have started jumping from the trees and every morning the world is soaked with dew. Two little people who take up far too much space in this house are hurtling towards turning three. And
Crossroads
You reach a crossroads. We all do. We all have a point where we can’t go forward, or backwards, or sideways, or any other direction with impunity. You’re at the crossroads. The crossroads can be many things – turning left
Baker’s Man
I was not only afraid of making curries after my first nightmarish foray into curry making, but I was terrified of baking bread. Baking I got – brownies, cakes, muffins, cookies – all of that was no real issue. Add

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