I never bake! But I baked! It’s an excellent, very chocolatey, banana bread, but you can barely taste the banana. There’s literally no angst in this post.
I’m not going to recap the last months for you: my column at The Pool does it in real-time, with occasional in-depth pieces at The Toast, if you’re interested. Because […]
My seasons are the seasons of church, although I am not religious, as a rule: my seasons are the seasons of school, which are the seasons of the Church of […]
I was at the sexual health clinic, and I was thinking about doughnuts.
I was at the sexual health clinic because my friend Caroline had asked me to go with her to acquire the morning-after pill. Everyone should have a friend who would invite them to the sexual health clinic, and everyone should have a friend who would go with them: Caroline is mine (both ways). So we were at the sexual health clinic, and we were thinking about doughnuts.
And so autumn came, unexpectedly and suddenly, and there were leaves in the street and the sky was pink, and mornings crisp and fresh, and the start of term. I […]
There’s just a hint of blue sky (enough to make a pair of sailor’s trousers) over the Rec, and mist over the moors, and the village is very, very quiet. […]
The Tall Man had a birthday, and for that birthday I bought him books, and made him a cake. These are in order of importance, of course: a birthday can […]