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Last Saturday saw the start of English Wine Week and to celebrate we shared a selection of some of my current favourites on Saturday Kitchen.
Continue ReadingLast Saturday saw the start of English Wine Week and to celebrate we shared a selection of some of my current favourites on Saturday Kitchen.
Continue ReadingIt’s the Easter Holidays! Or as I like to call it, that time when I spend the mornings trying to get my teenagers out of bed, the afternoon driving them around and any time in between checking they haven’t discovered this year’s hiding place for the Easter eggs.
Continue ReadingIt’s been a while. How are you? Yes, me too. Always tired. Could be my age, kids, work, hormones – take your pick.
Continue ReadingFirst of all, happy new year! And just like that, it’s 2022. Now, as you know I don’t do Dry January for a number of reasons.
Continue ReadingSo, I’m going to write a book, titled as above. It will be about wine but to be able to call it the KMWC Guide to Wine I need to know what you want to know. I’ve got ideas (grapes, countries, labels, food) but if you’ve got something you’d like to see in a wine guide please let me know, either here or at knackeredmother@gmail.com.
I’ve been watching Nigellaah cook on telly this evening. I love her. And, I. Want. Her. Kitchen. I have kitchen envy! How did it come to this?
I’ve been to a Christmas Fair tonight in the local Stately. I drank warm white wine and discussed cushions. I bought socks and a magnetic dartboard as presents.
I went out on Monday night. It doesn’t happen often so I made the most. I wore an adored emerald green dress (Ghost), nail varnish (Rouge Noir), matching underwear (old vintage Myla) and really high heels.
Here in the cyber-playground, I’ve been tagged by the Merlot-swilling loving Eh, Mummy? and asked to write about my Perfect Man.
India Allsopp (or was it Kirstie Knight?) recently wrote about putting one’s relationship with husband/partner first, followed by that with the children: the couple are the cornerstone and unless that relationship comes first, the edifice will crumble.
Life is too short for lots of things. Stuffing a mushroom, for one (Delia). Too short to be livin’ with stress, for another (Dizzee Rascal).
You know the score. Please make jam/cakes/whatevah for (insert name here)’s nursery produce sale. Reader, I’ve never made jam. I broke out into a cold sweat.
There has been a lot of talk about wine talk recently. Among wine writers, that is. From what I can gather, they are arguing that one wine drinker’s blackberries are another wine drinker’s raspberries.
I had to work last Saturday at a wine fair, leaving bearded husband with the three children from 8 in the morning until 8 at night.
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