Find Wine!
On Monday, the Husband and I celebrated 30 years since we first started going out. We were fifteen, the year was 1988.
Earlier this week I popped up on ITV’s This Morning to talk about sugar in wine with the divine Philip Schofield and Holly Willoughby.
At last, it looks like sun is on the way. And this time it might just stay for more than about 20 minutes.
I was away working in London all last week and after two rain-sodden weeks of school holidays, it felt like something of a mini-break.
I’ve spent much of this week trying to keep kids off screens despite the rain/without spending a small fortune doing so.
Spring is officially here. Not that you’d know it: I spent the day wearing two jumpers and a cardigan. But today the sky was blue and the chill in the air not quite as beastly as before.
Last week, one lovely reader asked about gin. She’d walked into a bar, ordered a gin & tonic, was asked which gin and panicked.
So, as I write this, everywhere is blanketed in the white stuff. But like a foot sticking out from the edge of the duvet, where we live (in the New Forest) is cold but uncovered.
