' I'm sitting down eating a lemon curd sandwich, it's not my lunch or my tea oh no. I am having it with a hot chocolate just because of the January woes ' (to be sang to the tune of Lena Marlins 1999 hit any which way you can make it fit) The beginning of … Continue reading Seasonal hangovers, and why January can do one

Today I saw Little Women at the local cinema and I lost my shit about it! I mean I love Greta Gerwig (director) and I love the book(Louisa May Alcott). It helped that 5 friends, no children a glass of wine, a giant mug of ginger and lemon tea and some chocolates and sweets accompanied … Continue reading Tears and red coats

I have just darned/stitched up my broken coat (do you darn coats or is it just socks?) On my bed whilst drinking hot sloe cordial and coughing like a heavy smoker (which I am not). I'd like to romanticise about this moment and say it is turn of the 20th century Americana folk...it's not, it's … Continue reading The winter of discontent