There’s only one man I could ever marry. That man is Hugh Fearnley-Wittingstall. Let’s examine the facts. *Puts on glasses* Well, he wears a jumper well. He has a slightly suave accent. He squints a bit in his glasses, in a clever-looking way. He knows to how rear animals and organise a last-minute al-fresco lunch […]
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Cheap Thrills and the Dangerous Miss Jean Brodie
Here it is again, the arse-end of winter. What’s a girl to do but stay in and eat condensed milk straight from the tin with a spoon. I’ve also been buying lovely things, as is my wont. (And reading The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie, so I can brush up on my morningside accent and use words […]