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Happy Sunday

My stomach is full of street food and my cheeks are flushed from day drinking in the wind and rain. My hair smells like BBQ and my rucksack is full of treats. This can mean only one thing: Foodies Festival. The festival is in its 10th year now, and I think this is my 4th year of visiting. I love to go every year to hang out with fellow food lovers, soak up the (usually abysmal, thanks April) weather, and check out new vendors. This year, my highlight was Mai Taiko by miles. I don’t know if they’re newcomers but I definitely didn’t see them last year, and their chicken katsu burger (Β£8, pictured above) was stunning. Also worth checking out: the bus bar, the churros stall (always), the Monkey Shoulder whisky boys carting around free shots and the Bonne Maman stand handing out free desserts. It’s all still happening tomorrow and you can find tickets on their website – head to their FB page for up to date deals on prices though! Yesterday, some …

Happy Sunday

I regret to inform you that you’re not getting the best of me today. I’m writing this, straight off the back of a 5 hour studying session, while my roast cooks. My brain is nothing short of fried. I don’t know if I’ve actually officially talked aboutΒ it on the blog yet, but I’ve started studying for a TEFL qualification. For those that aren’t aware: TEFL stands for Teaching English as a Foreign Language, which will enable me to teach English in foreign countries. It’s busting my balls. Once I pass, I think I’m going to write a little about my historic struggles with education and learning, because it’s gonna feel like a really huge achievement that I’ll probably want to talk more about and reflect on – but for now just trust me when I say this is the biggest thing I’ve pushed myself to do in years. I digress, we’re here to talk about the week that’s just been, and while it’s not been quite as exciting as some recently, we’ve still got more …

Happy (Easter) Sunday

It’s one of those rare Sundays that isn’t going to be followed closely by the dreaded return to work that Monday usually brings. For most of us, that is – my apologies to those who do have to get up in the morning, and even those who are at work today. Right now, I’m kicking back on my Nan’s sofa having just cooked and eaten a pretty great roast dinner. My onlyΒ solid plans are writing the post you’re reading right now and eventually leaving this house and going in search of a Tom. I’ll probably eat some chocolate eggs at some point, too (which, to set some kind of bizarre personal record, I’m yet to do). I had my sights set on cooking lamb this year, but with a point blank refusal from Mum I went for chicken – and after seeing some of those babies frolicking around on the downs yesterday, I’m quite glad of that compromise. Nan cooked the chicken for me yesterday, which was a delightful surprise that led me to get …