Month / May 2015

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  • i don’t know… what that is…

    Ever looked at the ingredients list on a packet of biscuits, or a cake wrapped in plastic, or a MCDONALDS BURGER (!) and thought, well shit… I don’t know what that is. 

  • waste, eh?

    On Will’s birthday he took our DVD player that stopped working properly ages ago, and stopped working at all a few months ago, and he smashed it with an axe. It was hilarious and satisfying, revenge for so many thwarted movie nights. And then we threw it in the blue bin and thought nothing more of it. 

  • a week and a day.

    A week and a day (actually two days… this post is long- I may have been distracted) ago it was Will’s twenty-sixth birthday. It was the fourth time I’ve celebrated his birthday, and to mark the occasion there obviously needed to be cake. A really good cake. An indulgent, over-the-top, verging on ‘we are all going to die from diabetes if we eat this’ cake. A Snickers cake! 

  • syrup, chutney, paste, pickle. (autumn preserves.)

    Winter is coming. 

  • a series of uncomprehensive travel guides: MOROCCO

    When I wrote notes for this post, they went like this: visit the local bakeries and eat all the things for three dollars and pretend you are in 1920 (minus the tv). visit the hotel in tangier. and also go to tangier purely because it is tangier. hunt down a piece of giant crumpet.