Skip to the bottom if you want to get right to what is seriously the easiest and fastest way to poach an egg. There's a ritual my husband and I keep to without fail, as we drive into work on a Monday. It generally follows a weekend of excess, too much wine, too much cheese, … Continue reading How to poach a perfect egg
Strictly speaking, I shouldn't be here, at this apartment on the fifth floor. I came in unnoticed, except for Nickel the cat that sits every day near the front door and watches through the window as the traffic rumbles past below. He is fat, like an old man with jowls that wobble. His eyes are … Continue reading The Offering (fiction)
"Grief grinds slowly, it devours all the time it needs." Long Witt Woon: The Way Through the Woods. Five years ago my friend died. Not without notice, but it was fast and I felt riven. I'd lost good friends and family before and grieved desperately for them, then and now, but this loss blew me … Continue reading On the forest floor
Old friends. A mirror, a lighthouse, a sure path in the dark.
On learning to love and saying goodbye.
When you have too many lemons, here's a simple recipe for an environmentally friendly lemon cleaner which uses the juice and the peel.
We've travelled to Paris for a journalism conference, and are staying in a beautiful apartment on the top floor of a classic Parisian apartment block. We looked for weeks before we settled on this place. We nearly booked a houseboat on the Seine but it wasn't available when we wanted it. We were lucky. … Continue reading The apartment on the fifth floor
