Category: Childhood
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No place like home
Yesterday, my parents moved out of the house we as a family have lived in for twenty-seven years. It is white and has bumpy roughcast exterior walls, and when I was younger I would find a soft section and dig my finger in, dislodging the occasional pebble. I apologise to the new owners for the […]
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Chocolate self-saucing pudding
Imagine me aged seven. ‘What’s for pudding?’ was my favourite expression (ahem has anything changed?). Along with a winning grin, minus a front tooth, I would enthusiastically chant this, along with my table of classmates, in an infuriating sing-song voice every school lunch time when a lovely lunch lady approached to collect our empty plates. […]
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A&E and Gooey Honeycomb and Sea Salt Chocolate Brownies
Today I have been thinking about cake. Generally speaking this is a normal day for me. Cake is satisfying, whether to eat or simply think about; the softness of the crumb, the smooth crack of icing under your teeth. Ok, I appreciate eating cake is much more satisfying than just thinking about it, especially for […]
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A good apple
My family were never one to stock the kitchen full of junk food. Of course, as a grumpy 9-year-old I was furious about this as I was missing out on all the delicacies my friends would smugly recount to me at school. Of course, now I am grateful. Maybe I’d have a mouth full of […]