Domestic Goddesque

The Nigella was making Christmas food gifts before Christmas, and her recipe for fudge got me thinking about my childhood and how we used to make edible gifts for people. I remember making peppermint creams for my nan, a lifetime smoker and big fan of mints, coconut ice and chocolate florentines. The thought of making [...]

It’s impossible to know where to start with Estate Agents, since the very mention of them usually brings forth a stream of conciousness that involves every swear word I have ever heard. I recently referred to them as the Spawn of Satan to a friend, who felt I was being too charitable. In fact he [...]

Decades ago when I were a lass I used to go and stay with my granny. The bed would always be made up with flannelette sheets with multi-coloured stripes (the closest you would get to kiddy-bedding in those days) often, as a result of granny being part of the ‘make-do-and-mend’ generation, with a seam up [...]

I was going to post at length about the skills I think you need to be an Estate Agent….or about the “Fudge War” I had before Christmas that I simply didn’t get around to writing about. But I visited Nunhead Mum today and she wrote such an enviably accurate, not to mention funny, description of [...]

I was going to post at length about the skills I think you need to be an Estate Agent….or about the “Fudge War” I had before Christmas that I simply didn’t get around to writing about. But I visited Nunhead Mum today and she wrote such an enviably accurate, not to mention funny, description of [...]

I was going to post at length about the skills I think you need to be an Estate Agent….or about the “Fudge War” I had before Christmas that I simply didn’t get around to writing about. But I visited Nunhead Mum today and she wrote such an enviably accurate, not to mention funny, description of [...]

I was going to post at length about the skills I think you need to be an Estate Agent….or about the “Fudge War” I had before Christmas that I simply didn’t get around to writing about. But I visited Nunhead Mum today and she wrote such an enviably accurate, not to mention funny, description of [...]

No need to wonder where all the leftover turkey went!!

No need to wonder where all the leftover turkey went!!

No need to wonder where all the leftover turkey went!!