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Sticky Marmite Chicken recipe My eldest child is now 25, which surely makes me around 100 years old, or a child bride. To celebrate him being a fully fledged manchild we went out for an amazing dinner where I discovered the amazingness which is Sticky Marmite Chicken. For the next three days I thought of…
Tuna with Crispy Rice Bowl recipe For the first time since May, we are a man down again at home. Despite paying for various houses for him to live in Bournemouth, George has been enjoying the contents of our fridge and his own bed for months. But, with a tiny tear in my eye, we’ve…
Biscoff Fridge Cake recipe September’s here and there’s a whiff of back to school in the air. My boys are men, and it could be weeks before George goes back to uni, but the shops are busy again and school run traffic is starting to build. We’re off on holiday this week, at last, but…
Chocolate Mayonnaise Cake Recipe I read an article recently which listed foods to eat when your feeling miserable. I am not necessarily miserable, just a bit flat *and fat* after the fun of Christmas and the dark mornings and evenings are leaving me starved of sunlight. This lovely list suggested such delights as brazil nuts…
Golden Syrup Madeleines Recipe March is a pricey month in our house. It’s both my nephew’s birthdays, and this year they are big ones, 13 and 16 *love you boys*, my mother’s birthday, the dog’s birthday and this Sunday, it’s Mothering Sunday. These occasions are all super important and we love celebrating them, however, birthdays are…
New York Sour Recipe This weekend Clyde and I are off to New York celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary. I have never been, so it’s all new and exciting. Clyde has been a couple of times but not since the 90’s, so I expect it’s changed a little. We have actually been together 30 years…
Greek White Sangria Recipe At bloody last, I am on a day by day countdown to our summer holiday. The boys are done with school, Ted’s standing by the door wearing a neckerchief holding his suitcase and I am tearing my hair out collecting currency, finding holdalls, panic dieting and weeping quietly into my rosé….
