Food, glorious food! (apart from Mondays, when food is rubbish)

Hiding grapes on the side of her face - new realms of food avoidance

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.

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A Bear’s tale

I love Marmite, Mummy does not

I love Marmite, Mummy does not

Hello everyone,

Mummy says she’s lost her writing mojo at the moment (I have no idea what that is, and apparently it’s not edible, so I didn’t give it any more thought). I personally think that September so far has been a pretty fun month – if she thought long and hard about it she’d probably find a whole load of things to blog about, but I’m 1 – I can’t tell her that. I can, however, write a little blog post myself (I know, I know – there’s no logic. But you’ve met my mummy, right? Logic isn’t really something she ‘does’).

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