Flour on your palms (or cheese scone memories)

Last night I was craving cheese, but not a piece of cheese, baked cheese goodness like a pastry cheese twist.  I realised Delia could come to the rescue, and dug out the bible and found the recipe for cheese scones. It was like falling into an old memory; sieving the flour, ...

The Evolution of Sharing (aka what I really need right now)

The winter of 97/98 was an interesting time.  Finally I was finding my niche amongst the popular and the unpopular kids, somewhere under the wing of a hard-assed girl you wouldn't mess with.  Finally I was settling; I felt happier, I ate better and even if I didn't know which direction ...

Pay it Forward (Take 2)

I know I said I'd pick my three today, but I only got one response from you guys.  Who knew that you'd be so averse to free stuff.  So, instead of running away laughing that I can spend less money, I amazingly enough still want to give you guys things.  ...

Verglas

This is what happens when you listen to Michael Nyman whilst giving into a stream of consciousness. I smell you holding me so close but I don't feel it, the verglas on the stars in the night sky aking over. A piano set to violins undulating in the distance. Perhaps I remembered how I used to love you but only ...

Pay It Forward

Alix at Marmite & Tea is doing the whole pay it forward thing.  I couldn't resist.  I mean snail mail is so cute these days - all I ever seem to get is bank statements and takeaway menus.  And of course, I too get to pay it forward, and make ...