An old man stopped right by my husband and asked him a question. My husband was stretching post-run, in the way runners like to do, but trying to be discreet, in a little side lane. “Do you know what this used to be?” the old man asked, pointing to the building my husband was leaning … More Window history
There is nothing, zilch, nada left in the tank. I have hit a wall of fatigue (no big reason for it beyond a 24 hour period of intense parenting). So I surrender with a slump on the sofa and join my two youngest kids who are watching tv. I reach for my laptop and try to … More Brick wall
Quick is good. Jamie Oliver’s homemade tomato ketchup might well “blow my socks off” but his list of ingredients is too long, and I can’t be bothered to sieve twice. Why bother at all? Because a bottle of the shop-bought stuff lasts about a day in my house unless I hide it – which is … More Quick (is key) tomato ketchup
Have Paprika, Will Travel 