I am just finishing off my final bits of packing before I board a plane tomorrow morning to Costa Rica!
I love dim sum. Although I have no idea how to order it as I end up pointing wildly to pictures in menus and always seem to end up with either far too much food or not enough.
So when I visited Royal China in Baker Street a few days ago, I took my brother Ben with me as he is a Dim Sum Master. Which is a bit like being a Kung Fu Master but with more prawns.
Lemons are one of those gems that nature delivered to us, which few people actually REALLY know about when it comes to their health benefits, healing powers and all round amazingness. This post is an ode to the lemon and I’m going to share with you a few of the amazing benefits these zingy yellow chaps offer…
I’m sure that I’m not the only one who has discovered various subscription boxes over the years – beauty ones, flowery ones, socky ones… (yes)… but never have I come across something quite like this. And I think it’s marvellous.
I am certain that all of us, at one point or another have come home to one of those Royal Mail cards, telling us off for not being at home and that we have to go to our local post office to collect… or organise a redelivery…which is really annoying when you, you know, work for a living and HAVE NO TIME. It’s even more frustrating when your delivery is GOING TO DIE if you don’t put them in water. Eek! Gah!
“Set against the sweeping grandeur of the Himalayas and tea plantations of Northern India, the drama tells the rich and explosive story of the decline of the British Empire and the birth of modern India, from both sides of the experience. But at the heart of the story lie the implications and ramifications of the tangled web of passions, rivalries and clashes that define the lives of those brought together in this summer which will change everything.”
It’s not often I write about laundry. Mostly because I’d rather chew off my own arm than do it. Not because I don’t like it – I LOVE clean sheets and fluffy towels – but because the process is so blimmin boring. And when I’ve left it for weeks (don’t judge me – you know you do it too) and I have to do several loads in a day, I find myself swaying to the rhythm of the washing machine at night. Even after it’s stopped. Like laundry sea legs.