Monthly Archives: June 2022

This one is contraversial, I know, but you can call me all the names you like. I love my DryRobe, and I have one for Genuine Reasons. So leave me alone. I have it for swimming. Or, rather, for before … Continue reading →

So, my husband likes to drive. I don’t, so much. I like to go places, I like the freedom of driving, but the actual driving? It’s just something you have to do. Whereas he gets immense satisfaction from getting the … Continue reading →

We had an orchard in the first house I remember. A red-brick suburban house on a red-brick suburban avenue at the edge of a mining town. We had a front garden given over to flowers, and a back garden with … Continue reading →

Oh, yes. French bread – those long baguettes that have a mayfly life. German bread that lasts for days, deepening in flavour. Sourdough. White sliced. Big chunks of granary to go with soup. Iranian flatbread cooked on coals. Paratha and … Continue reading →