Pies and tarts are the best for taking to your pal’s house. No heating of sauce, no fear of collapse, minimal balancing on the bus. So, stick this one in your back pocket (or, a cake tin), especially if you love … Continue reading
Before granny died I did not ask her how she made those crumbly biscuits. I didn’t have her recipe; I didn’t have a recipe because I had no idea how to type the name of those crumbly biscuits into Ask … Continue reading
When Richard lived in France he rang the landline at my university house in the hallway every night. He would ring from some freaky phone box because there wasn’t as much Skype in those days. He didn’t have Internet in … Continue reading