These golden and green nuggets of healthy deliciousness are ideal for tapas nights or just to keep in your fridge for the busy week ahead. They are scrumptious in salads, wraps or just on their own with a hummus dip or garlic aioli. What you will need : 1 x packet courgettes (grated) 3/4 cup... Continue Reading →
The internet is a magical place full of thrilling stories about numerous badass womxn in history. I got lost in its enticing web a few days ago (when I was supposed to be doing adulty things like paying my rent) and stumbled upon a truly inspiring echelon of fem-tastic baddassery : The invincible force that... Continue Reading →
“Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor, the enemy of the people. It will keep you cramped and insane your whole life, and it is the main obstacle between you and a shitty first draft. I think perfectionism is based on the obsessive belief that if you run carefully enough, hitting each stepping-stone just right,... Continue Reading →
Thanks to my mother and her historically fiendish ways, I discovered that I have a really cool ancestor called Elsie Knocker (29 July 1884 – 26 April 1978). Let's pause for one moment to reflect on how terribly great this name is? It seems as if she was my great, great, great aunt, or somewhere... Continue Reading →
I dread conversations with 'adults' these days. I use the term loosely - since by all intents and purposes I suppose I am chronologically an adult myself - but I don't really feel like one. I am truly terrified at the prospect of making monumental, life-altering decisions. Maybe no one feels entirely okay with this and... Continue Reading →
I am missing my Nan so, so much today. No matter how much we might be prepared logically for death, the loss of someone we love always leaves a space in our heart that only they can fill. While we slowly get used to that empty space and learn to live with it and fill... Continue Reading →
Things I have learnt today whilst making my first solo trifle (or three) Otis Redding, Bon Jovi and James Blunt make for a rather lovely, somewhat bizarre trio when making a trifle. Add sherry to everything always and always add more whenever the thought crosses your mind. Taking intermittent sips between layers also makes... Continue Reading →
For some reason my brain dribble is particularly active this morning. I love finding old photographs of my parents and grandparents. It's so lovely to have a little peak into their lives prior to children and the seriousness of adult life. Catching a glimpse into a world you have never been a part of and... Continue Reading →
Today has been a day of rummaging through my dusty loft and discovering old things. In a tattered journal I found a short entry from 2011. I was going through a blue patch and having a particularly rough day, when I met a strange boy who was able to brighten my mood. He was rather... Continue Reading →
The Guy from Harlem is a fittie (but I’m at the bar with my Mum) When you want to work your magic or make flirty eyes at some unsuspecting fittie , having your mother with you is most undesirable (as is the feeling that you are going prematurely grey) It had been an eventful day... Continue Reading →
