The first thing most people said to me, when I told them I’d been offered a book deal with Mills and Boon, and signed a contract with Lyrical Press for the third book in the Love From Wales series, all in the same week, was, “You’ll have to celebrate!” I didn’t argue with them. Of … Continue reading »
I mentioned recently that the daughter had become somehow convinced that upon the moment of her turning four, she would suddenly be able to whistle. We tried to explain to her that this wasn’t quite how things worked, but to no avail. And, of course, she woke up on her birthday still unable to whistle. … Continue reading »
January is never really the best month for fresh starts and new beginnings. It’s too cold, for a start, and the Christmas/New Year hangover always lingers. Too much food, drink, expense. January just makes me want to hibernate. I didn’t have a lot of choice this year, actually. First the daughter, and then I, got … Continue reading »
I think it’s pretty safe to say, at this point, that I’m not going to manage 52 bakes by the end of the year. But I’ll get there eventually, which is all that really counts, right? Bake 42 is the cake the husband chose for his birthday cake this year. I always give him free … Continue reading »
… as Joni Michell would say. And somehow, it seems to be approaching with rather more speed than usual. With less than a month now until Christmas, I have finally come to the realisation that I have to actually do things to be ready for that. (I’m still blaming the move for putting me so … Continue reading »
I have a not very secret love for apples. Not, admittedly, in their raw, healthy form particularly. But I love applely things. Apple candles. Apple shower gel. Apple pie. Pork and apples. And Apple Cake. I’d picked up some cooking apples after promising to bake the husband and daughter something yummy to keep them entertained … Continue reading »
I have a tendency to over think things in autumn. Perhaps it’s the new school year thing, or maybe just the way the weather forces us inside more. Or it could be the impending Christmas season, and all the planning it requires. Although, honestly, it might just be that I tend to have a lot … Continue reading »
The day before we went on holiday this half term, I realised I still hadn’t packed anything. Or found the husband’s suit to take to the wedding, or asked him where the bike rack was, or tried on my dress for the wedding to make sure it fit, or checked how long it was going … Continue reading »
We’re definitely in the grip of Autumn over here, and loving every minute of it. We spent October half term deep in the depths of Sherwood Forest with 22 of our nearest and dearest, where I got to: indulge my inner Maid Marion by picking up a crossbow (and being great at it, thank you), … Continue reading »
Not my house. Photo by Robert Neff. We moved! Finally. We’ve been in the new house a week now, and had pancakes for breakfast for the first time here today, which means it’s officially home. And now I’ve unpacked the books, and made a path through the boxes to my desk in the study, it’s … Continue reading »
