The look of disgust on Dad’s face should be immortalised in marble for future generations to recognise in themselves when they taste coriander for the first time. “It tastes like soap!” He shakes his head…
Tag: #cominghome
Coming Home – To The Library
This month has been a hard month. I’ve had the sort of month that is not normally shared on social media or written about in blogs, it’s really not been very pretty or inspiring to…
Coming Home – To Cooking
It’s the onset of long evenings in the garden, picking lettuce for salad, sitting outside after dinner with a glass of wine, the pleasure of dusk that lasts for hours. There is something about this…
Coming Home – To Daylight
When you wake today you will wake to an important day in the calendar of Melinda. I mean, Victoria (I guess I AM the centre of my own universe but you possibly have a very…