I don't know why I continue to willfully underestimate the power of a mini brioche roll to fix all manner of physical, emotional, or imagined ills. I mean, hangover = gone. Inexplicable grief caused by a global pandemic = vanquished in a bite. Randiness = butter will suffice. They are heaven shaped into pudgy faux-baguettes… Continue reading Day 27: Never underestimate the magic of a mini brioche
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Day 22: Today is absolutely the last day of not getting dressed properly
I am either very, very tired or very, very energised. Those are my two states of being in quarantine. I either want to give hours to making intricate TikTok dance videos or else I'm lying down on my bedroom floor barely able to lift my arm to separate the tangle of the 3,000 piece jigsaw… Continue reading Day 22: Today is absolutely the last day of not getting dressed properly
Day 18: She sleeps alone.
Pros of lockdown: No longer having that feeling, as you fall asleep celibate and alone, that every other twenty-something is out there having passionate sex with all and sundry. Cons of lockdown: Falling asleep, celibate and alone. Pros of lockdown: Sisters being legally prevented from seeing their boyfriends and love interests, making them seem every… Continue reading Day 18: She sleeps alone.
Day 14: Simon Harris is HOW old??
I'm going to keep this short (mainly because I'm very behind on life admin and also - beer?) I'm worried with these diaries I'm not giving you a good enough insight into the daily goings-on of my life. I'm too fond of the detail to give an overall context. By you, I of course mean… Continue reading Day 14: Simon Harris is HOW old??
Day 8: The Day I Shall be Born Again and/or Lethargy Though
Hello, old friend. This is the past, writing the future. ...This is the sentence I find awaiting me in my drafts. I have no recollection of writing it or the completely paradoxical title which clearly I did at some stage in the past 48 hours. However, I believe the basic gist is this: This Sunday… Continue reading Day 8: The Day I Shall be Born Again and/or Lethargy Though