Welcome to my Kitschen

I am the epitome of the casual blogger. That person who has fits and starts of activity, of interest in the written word, the desire to be creative. Truth be told, and I'm renowned for my honesty, I'm not all that artistic, and have struggled to call myself "creative". And I have no idea if I have... Continue Reading →

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A word with myself….

I don't really know what motivates me when it comes to writing. What we can be sure of is that it is not a constant motivator. I haven't blogged consistently ever, and this means that any fantasy I ever had about finding a readership, a following, a crowd, is highly unlikely as no one is... Continue Reading →

The End is Nigh…….

I'm reflecting on the last few months of disruption and chaos. Before me is a coffee table, which currently houses a frying pan, two tins of dog food, the vodka I'm infusing with blackcurrants, a bottle of chilli sauce, three glasses, my plates and mugs, my zester, the fruit bowl and assorted cutlery. To the... Continue Reading →

Holidays and headaches

I write this at I'm guessing tens of thousands of feet in the air. I have no idea how high, the captain hasn’t deigned to inform us of this. A meringue-like blanket of cloud is below us, I've been fortuitous enough to get the window seat for once. Our small aircraft that transports us is... Continue Reading →

About last night……

Over the last couple of weeks, things have changed profoundly for everyone around me. In reality, this week hasn't changed society here in Western Europe, in the British Isles, one little bit. Sadly the UK has been relatively resilient to terrorism throughout my 36 years on this planet, if not before. But for me, and... Continue Reading →

A Not So Simple X In A Box

Well this weekend I did the Park Run near my house. I was very excited when I moved up here, so close to the Park Run I'd begun frequenting. However this very same local Park Run had started to get popular. It was starting to be a bit of a drag. Not that anything should stay... Continue Reading →

A Food Lovers Kryptonite

Oh how I've chortled at the witticisms of some of my favourite food writers. The retorts about never knowingly under catering from Nigella, Ina talking about good food, good company and cocktails being a perfect evening- they have given me the same false hope they give everyone. Sure, I'm not waiting 12 minutes for a... Continue Reading →

The Construction of Reality

If someone asks what its like to undertake major remodelling work, a major add on to their home, living out of one room with everything in boxes, nothing to hand, they won't tell you the truth. You will hear cliches- best thing I've ever done. The time goes so quickly. It's exciting, seeing it come... Continue Reading →

Let Madness Commence……

You find me sat in the lounge, watching one of those episodes of Location, Location, Location where they revisit couples. I cannot take to tonight's couples at all. Now before their friends and relatives call me all sorts of rude names, it really isn't their fault. Tonight is the quiet before the storm. Tomorrow is a... Continue Reading →

Have Cake, Will Travel

Any time you need to bake ahead, I tend to have the same advice- oil cake or loaf cake. Oil cakes are a god send as the texture is often denser, which means the cake can't be accused of being light and fluffy. In my experience light and fluffy is also code for "perishing before... Continue Reading →


One of the hardest parts of being a grown up is that there are very few breaks in the continuity of everyday life. The trite cliche of the treadmill of life is much maligned, but the reason it is so overused simply reflects the accuracy of the analogy. There is so little break from the... Continue Reading →

Where Adam Rants About Food Shame

This week on my dearly beloved BBC Breakfast we faced the welcome return of Richard Westcott, now the Transport Correspondent, who was in Greenwich demonstrating the first vehicles being piloted as driverless, computer driven vehicles. Sensory devices detect obstacles and steer away or brake to avoid them. All wonderful, all progress. I mean, its ripe... Continue Reading →

Let there be light

I'm very excited to announce that this week we have begun to see a teeny bit of daylight post 5pm. That's right, daylight after 5pm. Let's forget about the halcyon days back in the summer where I would sit in the garden till after 10pm listening to Sara Cox and Sounds of the 80's on... Continue Reading →

Worst. Blogger. Ever.

Yes thats correct in the Adam's Blogging Awards Im giving myself the title of worst ever blogger. A good blogger is someone who actually posts. I gave myself the goal of something like 500 words a week. Im not posting it am I. I need to do better, so Im working on some features. You... Continue Reading →

A Season to Remember

I adore the Christmas period. Twinkly lights, bringing a bit of the outdoors inside in the form of a fir tree, holly and garlands. Food. Marzipan. Preserves. Cheese. Hams. And family.All this is so well depicted on tv. Films where hope is brought to the hopeless, love to the unloved, Santa is rescued from being... Continue Reading →

Great news!

I am with phone again!!!!Can't tell you how pleased I am. I feel modern once more.To celebrate I'll do a happy dance. Just to be on the safe side I'm going to put this photo of Daphne and I just here for safe keeping........- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Step back in thyme

You know Twitter? Well it gets on my tits sometimes. My approach to Twitter more to the point. I fill it full of people I loathe. The inarticulate, the mundane, the downright irritating. Of course interspersed with some wonderful tweeters of course. But it's like a compulsion to me to follow people in spite of... Continue Reading →

Blogging, Baking, Berlin and Blisters

Im going rogue writing this post, as I am using blogging as a new stress reliever. Whilst I usually read some overly wordy descriptions of a Kardashian leaving SoulCycle on Daily Mail, or read their latest diss post regarding Justin Bieber (honestly, I know the kid isnt likeable, but give that level of fame to... Continue Reading →

What’s Cooking?

Evening all.I really want to do some witty recap blog, having left you all at a moment of great sadness etc. instead I'm going to try to recap in some intelligent and witty fashion and will fail. It's whilst I'm exploring more of the best of gay cinema, namely a film starring Kurt from Hollyoaks... Continue Reading →

Songs in Ordinary Wine

Today marks my first sober day since last Wednesday. Small steps towards sanity, small steps. Now that's not to say I've had days of endless booze, amateur dramatics worthy of a Real Housewife, followed by passing out in a doorway, but in a world where I have been cutting back to lean myself up for... Continue Reading →

And so to bed……

We are having dog bedtime issues. She won't settle on "her" bed of choice.Ours is preferable. In particular, my side. Now we have tried shifting her off but she just returns to re-route me. She has her own armchair upon which to sleep. Not her favourite. Her number one choice is the spare double bed.The... Continue Reading →

A Late Night Note

Long day. Very long day. Cold starting to abate so I'm planning on my return to exercise. Run in the morning planned as I'm off dog duty. I have a Cottage pie in the oven whilst I watch First Dates. A simple concept for a show bringing me much much pleasure.It's hilarious to watch as... Continue Reading →

Waiting for a Taste

You find me world on the sofa, lazily forgetting the piles of ironing, the folding and the washing that I could be doing. Rather I'm watching a film I hated first time around for a second time to placate Pete ready for my weekly Nigella fix on The Taste.Now my thoughts on La Lawson are... Continue Reading →

Pooch on a train

My current position is sat on a train with Daphne on my lap travelling to my parents. I do love the fact people talk to you when you have a dog. Sadly I'm not a big talker in these situations. But I get why they can't resist a chat and a cuddle with this beast.I... Continue Reading →

What you’ve all missed

Well it's been cray cray over the last few months I can't even begin to start. Hold on while I try to catch you up.I'd get up, walk the hound, eat cereal, go to work, come home, pass out , do the same the next day. Then at weekends I'd work on the house till... Continue Reading →

Happy New Year!

Ladies and gentle ladies, I'm coming back for 2014 with tales of renovation, elation, desperation and wine. But for now here is Amy and I hungover and sofa twerking to Jason Derulo. We got skills.- Fuelled by Waitrose, inspired by Ina, Team Nigella since she deep fried a Bounty


Yes Daphne. You are a disgrace. To roll in poo first thing in a morning is unacceptable. I've no idea how to get you upstairs. In cleaner times Daphne and I look like this.Right now this is my face.Grim - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Escaping the TARDIS

This isn't a metaphor. Pete is watching Doctor Who so I thought I would use this as a perfect moment to turn to my blog to blank out the am-dram-ness of this whole thing. It's truly nonsense.Since we last spoke (sadly its a terribly one way conversation these days. Darn you without your comments) I've... Continue Reading →

How the other half lives

Hola world, I trust I find you all well? You find me in my white onesie which I put on clean this morning. To say I have only eaten an instant risotto, a cream/mushroom lasagne and 2 pieces of toast, I seem to have a lot of unidentifiable food items on me, including a massive... Continue Reading →

Important Date

I'm presently watching "Theo's Pooch Party" on Barefoot Contessa.I'm disappointed there are few dog friendly recipes being made. After all its Daphne's birthday on. 10th April. I need to plan her shindig, and being a feeder at heart I will want to be able to indulge her. I mean, a cake with dark chocolate icing?... Continue Reading →

Snowbound with a poorly plus one

After quite a long week, all things considered, I have had the blissfully low key weekend I craved.Last week the little dog was spayed. now any dog owners out there will know, this is unnecessarily stressful. I only decided to do it on Tuesday after being guilted by a fellow dog owner on my morning... Continue Reading →

A tale of unconditional love

I just want to share something.It doesn't matter how many pairs of iPhone headphones at £25 a pop she chews.You should look guilty madam. Absolutely you should. See the evidence.Or how many beds she rips open and proceeds to eat and choke of the stuffing of.Or the fact she has now developed a terrible habit... Continue Reading →

A tale of two challenges

You can sometimes feel like a very long time. As I'm going through the torment that is February, it feels like the idea of getting towards another Christmas, take even getting to the summer feels like a marathon tasking itself. Not least the fact I feel like a member of the working wounded every single... Continue Reading →

2012- a year in review

We are in the post Christmas per new year no mans land where the world seems to be revisiting the last 12 months and, for the most part taking about the Olympics, Clare Balding, One Direction, the various dead and what's to come.I loved 'lympics, I really did, but this must be the year Adam... Continue Reading →

Quick photo blog

I thought I would kill time on my lazy free bus journey to the gym (achey post Birmingham half legs y'see) with a quick update.After a second weekend down my mum's, the dog remains broody for Holly's company. She hates being a solo pup. Makes me feel like a horrible dad.Bicester shopping was a great... Continue Reading →

The aftermath of excess

I remain at ease with my grown upness. The raging weekend has been marvellous. It was Sheffield's very own Food Festival so of course I headed out for that with Marianne and Daphne. A couple of hours wandering from stall to stall allayed my fears. There was always a danger that such smaller festivals would... Continue Reading →

Good morrow good people

I blog on the eve of a monumental day. No, not a birthday, not a wedding, not an anniversary. It is bigger than that. Yes, it's the start of a new season of Barefoot Contessa on Food Network. Which means there is a new book due very soon. Eek. Too exciting. Although to be honest... Continue Reading →

The long hot summer….

I sit on the sofa, iPad connected to the mains, Educating Rita on the telly, and I contemplate my summer to date. Other than my surjourn to Center Parcs, and that was tad odd, it's been quiet.I'm missing one fat holiday, that's what I'm missing. But alas its not happening. Saving for the house continues,... Continue Reading →

Resistance isn’t always futile

I'm itching to bake. I have loads of Oreo cookies I am dying to turn to rubble and bake into some brownies. I have some Marshmallow fluff and milk chocolate to ripple through the brownies, for maximum creamy and chocolatey hit. It's 9pm, and I've been dying to bake all day. I'm trying to watch... Continue Reading →

A Tweet Analysis for the Middle Aged

I have recently started having to properly filter my exposure to negative influences in my life. Now before you start quoting Katie Holmes and Nicole Kidman at me, I've not fallen in with Scientologists or anything. I'm talking electronically. I have this perverse thing I like to do, which is indulge in the twitter feeds... Continue Reading →

The trouble with men

Am I alone here, dear readers, in finding Saturday Kitchen these days a bit like the 6th form Common Room. In this, I mean it evokes that memory of having an hour between classes, being driving license-less so you can't bugger off of to Asda or wherever, it's too short a time to walk into... Continue Reading →

My desk

Currently I am snoozing my way into Friday, rather than easing my way, having got up before 6 as I was so worried about the formerly pukey and poorly Daphne ( who is now the excitable and biting little bugger Daphne ) to lie in till the late hour of 6.30am.Fortunately Amy baked. Try to... Continue Reading →

Word of warning

Don't bother me, people. I'm snoozing. On a white waffle cotton dressing gown. With my dirty paws. It's Adam's issue, not mine.- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Best new game ever

Can anyone help me with this quiz I have stumbled across.It's like Spot the Ball from the old style Littlewoods Pools. It's called Donde Esta Daphne? Or Where's the Westie?I just can't see her.(ps isn't my little baby just the most amazing little scrap of fur ever?)- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone


My newest family member. My first child. My biggest achievement.Meet Daphne.Cute much?Watch how she sleeps.So demure. Covering her modesty.She is 10 weeks old and crazy and fabulous. Love her to death. Although the poo situation always comes as a shock after a period of time between pooches. But it's a paternal thing that you don't... Continue Reading →

A week away…. From sanity

I'm presently at a place called Center Parcs. I'm sure you've heard of it. It's where sane people go to live a life completely set apart from reality. As a person who lives in a house with no garden, a front door that opens onto the footpath, and slap bang in the centre of Sheffield,... Continue Reading →

The day the dream came true

I'm on my knees folks. I'm a terrible man. I'm just so selfish. My life takes over and I neglect you all. I wish I could tell you all some hilarious bits and pieces. What has happened? Well, it's been two months and I can barely remember what's gone down. I went to Kylie last... Continue Reading →

Poor neglected blog

I deserve to be ostracised from the blogging community. As it happens I have been amazingly busy. I have been doubling as solicitor by day, wet nurse by night. Pete remains a poorly lamb, so I have been tending to him. Not very well I don't think. It turns out he needs a rather plain... Continue Reading →

Welfare update

I'm alive world. Fear not. My weight is fluctuating, my skin is fair to middling, my nerves shot, by I'm still alive.Have had home buying drama-cum-tragedy, a poorly Pete and anxiety over a trippy tiger print mulberry dog mac in pink and rose gold but I've come through the other end.Will update you shortly. Check... Continue Reading →

Carb remorse

Yesterday I made a silly decision. Whilst on a top secret mission to the Meadowhall Shopping Centre, I made a daft error in Judgement. I ate an entire cinnamon sugar pretzel. I still want to barf. In other news, I made a batch of Coconut and salted caramel thumbprint cookies. What could go wrong?!?! Nothing!I... Continue Reading →

A tale of bananas and bossy mothers

Hello dearest hearts, it's a poor show i know but here is the second post for 2012. I'm afraid I'm going into some winter nesting mode, which I'm aware should lead to me spending many an hour leaning over an iPad drafting some witticisms for your delectation. But I haven't. I have spent it tidying... Continue Reading →

New Post for a New Year

I know what you are all thinking. Just how busy can one guy be that he neglects the blog for so long? The reality of it is that I have been horrendously busy. I mean, if I use hindsight, I would have had a cheeky half hour here and there, but it has been a... Continue Reading →

Adams week off- in pictures

I have indeed had a week off.Alas faithful readers I let you down. All this time off and no blog post. I hang my head in shame. In my defence, I have taken up the hobby of icing biscuits.From making the dough, chilling it, cutting them out, even making makeshift cutters, baking them then making... Continue Reading →

Weekend in a weekend

This weekend was one of stark contrast. Picture a Friday night of awards ceremony hosting, with live music celebrating the city's vibrant LGBT community. Yes that was us. Harry and I hosting an awards bash applauding the great and good of steel city LGBT community organisations. Go Sheffield!! It is amazing how nerve wracking it... Continue Reading →

Clementine Polenta Cake

This is a soft, grainy cake that is light but densely flavoured by the zest of clementines and juicy syrup. Perfect served with a cup of tea, Christmas film and your favourite comfy jumper.Cooking Time 40 minutes Gas Mark 4Ingredients200g soft unsalted butter200g ground almonds100 g Polenta200g caster sugar3 large eggs1 + 1/2 tsp baking... Continue Reading →

Hit me Pastry one more time

I never know where to start when I leave things for this long prior to a post. It's been mad. I have had a stressful few weeks work wise and here I am, scarred, tired and a few lbs heavier.I begin with our mad trip to France, home of food, home of fine patisserie, with... Continue Reading →

It’s all about Hugh….

Anne is here! After weeks upon weeks of planning, she arrived post work on Friday, I'd say fresh for the weekend but it's more like as fresh as one is after 6 hours on a train from Devon. We were primed for our weekend adventures. The plan? A low key Friday night followed by a... Continue Reading →

"What is a weekend?"

Another weekend draws to a halt, ushering in the dreaded working week. I spend my Sunday's in some wistful contemplation of what I have so enjoyed of my previous day of freedom and what I so wholly wish to avoid in my upcoming return to the office. Such is the irony of life, you spend... Continue Reading →

Blue about Basu

Hello world.You join me at a dark point. A key point some could say, where my journey forward is uncertain. The worst news has been announced. Yes that's right, Janet was voted off The Great British Bake Off.Her mousse cake a triumph, her iced fingers let her down. And ultimately, she didn't do a dainty... Continue Reading →

Adventures in pastry.

Quick tea I thought. A quick rough puff or flaky pastry, have a go I said.Who knew there was no such thing. A lawyer who doesn't read on. Moron. I read steps I to 4. Dont read that it involves repetition of said stages 3 times and a thirty minute chilling of the pastry to... Continue Reading →

The Bore Who Bakes

Alas this is not me disparaging Edd and his fantastic new tome. This is me. I have barely ventured out the house this weekend. The weather has been the most glorious welcoming into the Autumn months. Today especially. I ventured out for a run this morning, the air cold, the sun warm, the whole of... Continue Reading →

A Farrell-y messy evening…..

I dedicate this blog post to Marianne Farrell, if it was not for her, my Friday evening wouldn't have been half as eventful as it ended up being.In my world, one has to prepare for moments of regretful drunkenness. I believe that people neurologically have a self-control switch. That thing that kicks in when after... Continue Reading →

Post wedding blues.

I'm so very sad everyone. The bridal blush that I was basking in has faded, as Catherine has jogged on to NYC with her husband and my suit is being steam cleaned in Moss Bros HQ . Oh had sad I am.So let's set the scene. One man, four bridesmaids, one bride, a casual evening... Continue Reading →

Hilarity in a sentence the sequel

Come back to me reader, please, the person who found my blog by googling this gem:"Do Europeans use sausages for iPhone stylist"I mean, durr. Of course us Europeans use Sausages for iPhone stylist. Mainly in continental Europe, but still.Word fail me. So random.- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad

Feeling very sorry…..

For oneself that is. I have not been naughty. Well, maybe a tad but nothing to write home about.Our rock and roll experiences continued over the weekend. Add in the excitement of outlet shopping, foccacia baking (tsk, those bake offers are beyond amateur in my eyes), boeuf Bourguignon making, lemon polenta cake baking, pesto making... Continue Reading →

Thursday winning- round one

Now I never got into the whole Charlie Sheen crack breakdown stuff but I enjoy the hash tag winning when stuff goes your way. Now third exercise day in a row, and after 4 miles and body pump Tuesday, 5 and a half miles last night, I thought body pump might be tough today. Not... Continue Reading →

Hilarity in a sentence

Now, as a gay, I have met my share of bitter old queens in my time.But what bitter old queen typed this into Google?"may your marinara sauce never cling to your pasta"Its like a gay version of Mercutio in Romeo and Juliet. Rather than "a plague on both your houses", I hope your pasta and... Continue Reading →

Sting in the retail

Hola readers. So i can report back from the afternoon tea at Hampton Manor. Afternoon tea was delicious. The selection was beef and ham sandwiches, egg sandwiches and salmon rolls. We duly followed this up by tucking into what invariably was going to be the highlight- the sweet selection.The cake stand was as colourful as... Continue Reading →

Afternoon Tea with the ladies

Today dearest readers I once again attempt (in vain?) sophistication by going to afternoon tea. Not just any afternoon tea. One of my recommended reads (I'm not sure if their Ukrainian Audience share has thus improved as a result) is The Boy Who Bakes, Edd Kimber's blog. And imagine my delight when he announced a... Continue Reading →

Make room for a macaroon

Alas, I previously attempted some chocolate ganache macaroons. The recipe was Edd Kimber's taken from Good Food Magazine. The recipe read like some piece of GCSE science exam paper, the technique was relentless and unforgiving. Process the powdered items, mix in some egg White, whisk the rest, boil sugar and water to soft ball stage,... Continue Reading →

Notts going out this weekend

Blog readers, I have to inform you that I'm exhausted. Here I am, Monday evening, feeling like I have not had a weekend. I began my weekend on my favourite day, Friday night, full of great intentions. I woke up Saturday morning, excited about my run. However, the sad thing is I hated every step!... Continue Reading →

Back to the favourite Friday nights

Oh tv, food and flopping on the sofa. How I have missed you. I have tonight made gnocchi with chicken and chorizo in a cream, White wine and tarragon sauce. Lovely.We sacked the run off in favour of some lazy time. Tomorrow morning will be a much more running friendly time. We will endeavour to... Continue Reading →

Poor poor people of Mykonos…

You hit hard times due to the Economic crisis in Greece, then the next minute you're a salad. Poor Greek peasants. Seriously tho, €7 for a salad? Must be some tasty peasants.- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Slapped wrist for blog neglect

Dearest readers. Here is a humble apology. I have been back in the UK for a whole week and I have not put fingertip to screen to check in with my devoted Ukrainian readers (as well as any other devotees that I may have out there). So where did I leave you? Oh yes, I... Continue Reading →

Mykonos update-take 2

If this appears somewhat brief, don't hate me, I have already typed this once and BlogPress decided to launch it Lords knows where. In my dreams, it appears on some Christian blog somewhere, where my tale of binge drinking and dancing with homosexuals will really start a new conversation thread.5 days in, 5 left to... Continue Reading →

In flight Adam-tainment

Heaven knows dear reader when it will be when you read this. It could be years from now as you trawl the Internet, it could be hours from now if my hotel has Wifi but at this beautiful moment I am somewhere in the air at 10am GMT in a plan en route to my... Continue Reading →

Big in Russia

Does anyone know why I am currently massive in Russia, Ukraine and Latvia?Seriously, 30 odd hits a day. Whilst I seem to be isolating my American readers. Im isolating anyone Ina related recently, have barely had time to watch with my Mykonos body obsession.I need to address a few points:1) To the site visitor who... Continue Reading →

Attempt to update the world once more

Here I sit at the end of a tester of a day. Having battled belligerence, boiling temperatures, bamboozlement, body pump and back splitting labour. Since I last spoke to you, I spent Friday night baking a lemon tart and polenta cake to gift to my olds. And following this I spent the weekend with them.... Continue Reading →

Saving the sin for dessert….

Well, the planning came to be my greatest tool, as my weekend delivered on every level.Fridays gym plus drinks was great. Drinks wise, the turn out was good the event low key but really entertaining. It is always nice to have a good old catch up with folks. I was lugging my gym bag around... Continue Reading →

It has a real anis flavour…

It's amazing in this day and age where I get my kicks. Yes everyone, I'm officially middle aged. I was thrilled tonight to cook for the first time with fresh tarragon. It was literally the highlight of my day. Like a true, real peak to the events of the 1st June. More of a thrill... Continue Reading →

Flirting with a redesign….

Today has been productive but quiet in the office. I have flitted between high productivity and momentary day dreaming. Typically, I'm either already on Mykonos, or the purveyor of a bakery of such fabulousness that customers applaud whenever I walk through the store. It's amazing that I'm so much like my mum now. I picture... Continue Reading →

Decisions reached in desperation

Welcome to day 2 of the 3 day weekend. It's that thing of British quirkiness, the bank holiday weekend. In the light of the banking crisis, it feels ironic that we still have public holidays that are dedicated to allowing our bankers an extra lie in. Well, my cake fast went well, it lasted till... Continue Reading →

Fruit = Not cake

Alas I'm on a pre Mykonos fat flush. If you call mid morning dry toast with a tomato dip and half a dozen after eight mints a diet.I'm trying to be good. Limit carbs, limit saturated fat, and my biggest regret was agreeing a fat flush that involved limiting the amount I baked. No more... Continue Reading →

Unusual blog visitor number 217

Today I found someone came across What Would Ina Do after googling "Lesbians in dressing gowns". I am on page 3 next to Nigella selling a bread bin in the sexiest bread bin pose I have ever seen. I'm one of the only people in a dressing gown on the page, apart from Gail Platt.... Continue Reading →

Let’s whoop for Goop

As I may have mentioned, alongside Ina and Nigella, my new obsession in all matters domestic is Gwyneth Paltrow. Yes, Pepper Potts from Iron Man (which she rocked in, btw), old bandaged boobs from Shakespeare in Love, her in the fat suit in Shallow Hal. I hope you are all regular visitors to Goop. It's... Continue Reading →

Avoiding temptation at every angle

Post gym, and post dinner. I'm currently watching Holby City whilst trying to stop listing my favourite sweet foods. I have started with brownies, moved on to cheesecake, went on to victoria sandwich, coffee and walnut cake, lemon drizzle cake, Eton mess, Cherry Garcia Frozen Yogurt.... The list goes on. I'm currently trying to avoid... Continue Reading →

In time honoured tradition

So it's Friday the 13th and I was hoping for a quiet day in the office. Just one day where things that needed to be done some time ago could get done. Documents drafted, letters written, applications done. Stuff that's burning a hole in my brain at 11pm at night, get it off my desk.Alas... Continue Reading →

Late-ish night baking bliss

I am avoiding Alan Sugar. I have not upset him, like Piers Morgan has. It is just that I find The Apprentice quite stressful. The tension builds to a point I just struggle with. I don't want to feel like the terrible weight of the world is now in my stomach. I just want the... Continue Reading →

Now here’s a thing

Tonight was the first time ever that I have heard Ina refer to herself as "the barefoot contessa". I have honestly never heard her call herself that. She is always Ina Garten. She after all inherited the name from the previous owners of her store in the Hamptons. They inherited the name from Ava Gardner... Continue Reading →

The results are in…..

You join me at the end of a day that feels unproductive. I mean, I did run 13.1 miles, but it still feels unproductive as after that I have been to Waitrose, cooked two meals but done bugger all it feels.Pete did so well, however our need to run to music meant he missed my... Continue Reading →

I want it to be exactly nine inches….

That's an Ina quote, but the double entendre made me giggle. I had epic gym fail last night. Forgot to take any gym clothes. Had to swim. I'm the worlds most useless swimmer. Well, there are people there whose ability seems to be as bad as mine, including one of the most sculpted guys this... Continue Reading →

Tonight we’re cooking with ‘erbs!

I'm finally starting to feel human again. The weekends excess is slowly seeping out of my system. Last night I even had a glass of wine. I'm so crazy! Look at me, I'm a rebel!Pete has managed to encourage me to do the Sheffield Half Marathon on Sunday. The upshot of this is the calorie... Continue Reading →

Post-indulgence analysis

Hello everyone, including Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge if you are reading. Congrats, Duchess!Well, the wedding feels like a lifetime ago now. It was a long assed day for me, more on that to come. I Rose at 7am to prep. I had bread to bake, salmon to slice, eggs to scramble, bacon to crisp. It... Continue Reading →

And so it begins

The working week is, in the majority, done. Still a few bits to do but in essence I'm done. I'm kinda spent as well, with only a day in the office. It had an odd atmosphere in the office today, it's a bit like those few days in between Christmas and New Year which I... Continue Reading →

So how have you been?

I got so good at posting for a while world, didn't I?Alas no more. I have become lame again. l have been having a post everything slump. Work wise, I'm still stressed. I think io have finally been able to exhale, take a few deep breaths, look around me and see my bulging post trays... Continue Reading →

The fishy goings-on of a Monday evening

Work yesterday continued to be a place of paranoia. The announcement is imminent. The tension is building. The output is minimal. I tell you, it will take a genius to boost morale post this experience.Work came and went like the blink of eye. It was an unmemorable Tuesday. Becky came to stay so I did... Continue Reading →

Stress plus stress equals stress

Here I am camped out on my bed amidst papers and pens and notes which appear pretty much meaningless now.I forgot how much of a random notetaker I am. I can recall that at university I would try to work from my lecture notes which would pretty much resemble na'vi towards the end. I didn't... Continue Reading →

Quick quick slooooow

Oh world. Tonight was not half as productive as it should have been. I'm trying to focus my mind on my interview whilst slowly finding myself descending into a vapid state of uselessness. I have hopefully got my presentation done, it just needs some polish and flare.I'm exhausted. Mentally my head is in a state... Continue Reading →

Post-marathon moanings

Ok ok, I apologise. One whole day abandoned, and I assume you were all on tenterhooks about how I got on. Best part? Carb loading. Lunch? Bread basket and pasta. Tea? Bruschetta and massive pizza. I was not arguing. Loved every bite! Went to see Source Code again. Not a good idea to see a... Continue Reading →

Pre-marathon musings

My mind is all of a muddle these days it seems. I spent most of last night watching distracting tv, such as American Idol and Temple Grandin (which was very good btw), trying not to face the fact I have to prepare a 5 minute presentation for next Thursday as well as more immediately my... Continue Reading →

Sushi OD

These Groupon vouchers really are a blessing and a curse. On the one hand, it's amazing that we can find such savings. So a meal that would typically cost me £12 costs me £8. Well tonight, I took myself off with MC and Amy for Sushi followed by Jake Gyllenhall. More on Jake to follow.... Continue Reading →

A world of frustration

Alas, d day draws near, with my interview taking place next week. It feels almost ironic that I have a marathon to complete first. When I think back to how long this process has been hanging over me, it almost felt like it would never come. I'm almost willing it on now, as we need... Continue Reading →

Slow day, slow post

Sorry dearest readers, it's been an uneventful day in Adam world. Underwhelming stock in TK Maxx, decent enough day in the office, average run and cross train in the gym, it's just plodded along amiably. Nothing really to report.Oh hang on wait. I do have big news. A Nigella series that broadcast at a time... Continue Reading →

Post Kylie blues

What do I do now that I have visited the fountains of the goddess Aphrodite and there is nothing to look forward to? Oh that's it. I go to Brighton and run 26.2 miles next week. But that's next weeks ridiculous task.Luke and I at Kylie! Here is our view. Amazing seats. Those poor people... Continue Reading →

Never blog on an empty stomach

Dear readers tonight was epic.Pete and I experienced euphoria. Aka Kylie in concert. She was so close. As close as Dave in my office is to me on a working day. Then it got weird. Pete and I are so gay everyone we ever met in Mykonos turned up. Alan and Marc? Check Matt and... Continue Reading →

The irrational gym tale

Was just getting changed when someone putting his coat on rather frantically managed to punch me in the side of the head. Now I don't care very much about this, accidents happen and it was not painful. The tale is what happened next. The guy turned round, tutted like a disapproving woman does to a... Continue Reading →

Living for the Weekend!

It should be fine. It should not bother me. But two half days in the office gives me that Friday feeling in spades, the promise of two clear days off!!Im off to the gym in a bit to make sure that I am in credit for the booze and food I will be taking on,... Continue Reading →

Even less of a day off

So I went into work again. Just to do a quick hearing. So of course it was over half a day in court sat around waiting for other folk to pull their fingers out. It's funny as half a day sounds like the window to a more luxurious time, the chance to do things and... Continue Reading →

Day off, but half day in

Yes folks, I went into work. Sad but true. It's amazing, you go in for half a day, but end up doing more than in about 4 days normally as I was really keen to get done and get out. I came home to tackle some of the chores. I put the washing in, made... Continue Reading →

Quick post to quieten the madness

I have just been bought up to speed on the madness around Ina and Enzo, the child with leukaemia she apparently turned down a request to cook with.The Ina I know would not have done that. If she will cater a labrador's 4th birthday she would cater for them. I believe Ina that this request... Continue Reading →

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