Hiding grapes on the side of her face – new realms of food avoidance
I love food. Seriously, I love food almost as much as I love gin and Christmas. Many an evening has been spent with my sister-in-law talking about pretty much nothing but food; the best meals we’ve had, the meals we want, the restaurants we like, then we eat crisps just to get over the self-inflicted hunger of having spent 4 hours talking about food. You get the picture.
Bear, it seems, is not as much of a fan.
I’ll clear one thing up before I even start this post – I am not a Daily Mail reader. I read lots of stuff, but I don’t read that. But thanks to Twitter and the blogosphere sometimes you can’t escape some of its headlines….especially when the headline takes a swipe at me (well, not just me, but my circumstances and my decisions). Continue reading
Well, peeps, if I’ve correctly read the minds and happy faces of my parents, this last week has been a big one for me. Quite a few things have happened, and I am pretty pleased with myself.
Unless you live underground, with no wifi, TV, or conversation with other humans, you’ll have probably noticed it’s Halloween.
I hate Halloween.
Yesterday I realised something, and it scared me a little lot. Continue reading
I went to Sainsbury’s today and it’s full of Christmas stuff. Now, I love Christmas as much as the next person (to be fair, I probably love it more), but it’s only just October and all this festive craziness sends me into my annual oh-my-God-what-if-I-don’t-sort-presents-and-cards-in-time panic.
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The life of a British Indian first-time mummy to one chubby sugar dumpling! :)
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