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 in at the weekend, I shall recite chapter and verse.
And can I just say right now, the BBC are totes shortsighted in their selection process for televised amateur bakers….