grand life lessons

When flying off a bike and onto a snowy street,  position your hips so as to bruise both your legs equally. Enjoy a week of dancing to “Single Ladies” with epic Beyonce-sized thighs.… Continue reading →

use the force, Luke

Usually I’m a sucker for reds and purples, jute rugs, dark wood and second-hand kitsch when it comes to interior design, but the crisp minimalist sensibility is growing on me with each snowy… Continue reading →

confession

This weather triggers three things: 1.  introversion 2.  plaintive songwriting 3. the visceral urge to make sticky toffee pudding thrice weekly.   How is winter pushing your buttons?    

winterfell

Oh it is ON. Welcome to town, December! Pleased to see ya round these parts again. Exactly one year ago we were packing our bags for a whirlwind traipse across the States to… Continue reading →

of Spring being late to her own party

Spring is white wine and scratchy grass picnics. Spring is jam jars playing house on the pantry shelf. Spring is an odd ramshackle bird in the middle of the city. Spring is the… Continue reading →