Okay, this is going to be short and sweet, and the main reason I am writing this is purely down to laziness. READ MORE
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Okay, this is going to be short and sweet, and the main reason I am writing this is purely down to laziness. READ MORE
Okay, okay, this isn’t a ‘recipe’. I know that, you know that, but it’s almost Christmas, so give me a break. READ MORE
We’re almost there. The tree is up (hopefully), some of the presents are ordered. Maybe some are wrapped. I’m hoping you at the very least have partaken in a little glass of mulled wine with a mince pie chaser by now. READ MORE
Well that’s crept up on us, hasn’t it? I’m not ready. Well all the necessary stuff is done but the pretty, enjoyable stuff, not so much. I am dedicating proper time to doing nice crafty things from now until the big day. READ MORE
I have always been obsessed with kitchens. Even before I was let loose chopping and stirring and rolling and most importantly, pouring water. I think it comes from having grown up in a house with a tiny kitchen. As my mother would put it, there was ‘barely room to swing a cat’. There really wasn’t. But it didn’t matter, I still loved spending time in it, helping my parents by creating more mess than might have been strictly necessary. I used to dream of larger kitchens, not so much for a good sized area to swing cats in, but for the floor space to add a table. I did grow up watching the Walton’s after all. READ MORE
I am laughing as I type. I have written so many different headlines to this piece. I settled on Christmas advice. Why? I mean come on, who am I to give advice about Christmas? I am about to celebrate my first Christmas as a divorced mother. My kids will not wake up on Christmas morning to enjoy both their mother and father watch them opening their presents. Instead they will call their Dad to tell him what Father Christmas delivered. Then on Boxing Day they get Christmas Day Take Two. They will never again have a Christmas like they used to. And that is my fault. As in, that was my decision. And my goodness there is a huge amount of guilt that goes with that. One of my sons will likely not remember a Christmas where we were all together. Is that better or worse I wonder? I just don’t know. Shall we talk about all of this? Do you want to? READ MORE
When pregnant with my first son, making homemade Christmas tree decorations is something I really thought I’d do every year as a family tradition. I also thought I’d use bamboo nappies and make my own yoghurt. What can I say, I am not that mother. Not that I judge those women who do. We all use out time as we wish. READ MORE
Well hello, look a bit of a disclaimer to start with – this book is written by a lovely lady called Angela Romeo (what a gorgeous name!) who I met when I used to be in little recipe films for Sainsburys. This was not very long after the Bake Off had finished and was my first proper job where I made real money rather than breaking even, or, shock horror, pay to work. There is SO much of that in the early days of blogging. If you are new to it and feel like you give more than you receive then just hang on in there, it does get better! READ MORE
“Hi Holly, would you like to review a gastro weekend including pies, cheese and beer?”
“Erm, let me think…”
I reckon it took all of half a second, maybe a quarter, to say a huge yes please. READ MORE
Anyone who knows me well, knows I LOVE cheese. I always choose the cheese board after dinner. I am often to be found nibbling on slithers of cheese straight from the fridge. I am a cheese fiend. Cheese would be my last supper. And Comté is up there for me; in my top cheeses. It’s creamy, nutty and moreish. And has a fabulous name. I can channel my inner French woman. (And for anyone wondering how you pronounce it, it’s ‘com-tay’ – I am always the girl who asks for the correct pronunciation so tend to pass the news on). READ MORE
Holly Bell 