Fearlessly Attempting

When the moon hits your eye... PIZZA, baby! Because I had the good luck at 17 to meet the best person I'll ever know (although gran...

As Storm Ali turns my tree into a Whomping Willow, I'm hunkering down inside. The chimney and the window gaps are making spooky noises a...

One of the things I missed most when I moved to the UK as a kid was the lack of dill pickles. The lack of good food generally, come to think...

Given how often we sang The Virtual Life here last year, you'd think I'd have made ramen before now. I mean, I LOVE ramen. Zach lov...

Gone fishin' It's a cliche for doing nothing, sloping off, taking it easy.  And it's been an aspiration of mine for a-g-e-s ...

I'm a lucky woman.  I live in a city I love and I know truly wonderful people. They are interesting and fun, they have a mass of knowled...

"I am wide awake" It's 1 am. Mark and the kids are in bed. I'm doing the last round of chores - folding the stuff from t...

Ah, Keats.   Of all the poems I learnt at school, Ode to Autumn is the only one strangers quote t me. There is something about going for a w...

Ah,  the Eurovision Song Contest. Possibly the most confirmedly bonkers night in the TV schedules.  Masses of countries, many of which aren...

Mmm, dinner. I love dinner. I especially like new dinners - a change from eating the same handful of familiar meals. I particularly especia...

I'm still in the lucky position of having great piles of veg ready for eating. The summer sprouting broccoli is up, green and yellow cou...