I am lucky enough to get almond meal by the bagful and have stored it in the freezer just for this moment! I both envy/don't envy you, because you don't lie about shelling almonds.

The Labour Party has been telling me to hold my Black nose for a long, long time, telling me over and over again that the Tories would be worse.

The hell with all of that.

I don't do a lot of the baking I used to do - I don't bake a dozen different type of cookies, no more cinnabons or homemade egg nog. I cut corners where I can cut them.

And it means I can keep spoons to make this instead.

Best gift I ever gave myself was turning the heat up as high as I need it to be. Hoping you get there!

Me knowing how to use chopsticks in the 80s was seen as some sort of bizarre nonsense.

Allow me to recommend: we live in West Scotland, which is temperate rainforest. Most wooden structures here rot. I use this to treat some of our fences, and four years later, still doing very well.

valhalco.com

“…A complicated love song, of an often unrequited love, but still, with all its bile and pain, this is an expression of love. My love song for my country, for my home and for where I belong.”

—Hear Hannah Lavery read “Scotland, you’re no mine”
#StAndrewsDay
soundcloud.com/scottishpoet...

“I wrote this poem in a breath. A long held breath. All that was long held, for so long, was coughed and spat out on the page. There is rage here, much rage, at Scotland’s amnesia, at her claims of exceptionalism, but this is a love song too…”
www.scottishpoetrylibrary.org.uk/poem/scotlan...

So you're an apologist.

At least now we know.