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Four Tet - She Just Likes To Fight

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Hectic Host: Wake Up and Don’t Smell the Coffee.

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We all woke up on January 1st promising ourselves we will never drink again, will never touch another hors d’oeuvre as long as we live and that we get ourselves down to the gym just as soon as we can get ourselves out of bed. But perhaps after a coffee. Sadly these good intentions often do not last long. Abrupt changes to our lifestyle regimes are hard to maintain and we often drift back to our old ways. The mornings I have woken up and wandered down the stairs muttering my favourite mantra; ‘no caffeine, no dairy, no white sugar, no white flour’ only to find myself five minutes later dunking a chocolate Digestive into a rocket-fuel black coffee. Even if we do manage to last a few days longer our detox-good-intentions go awry as soon as we start socialising again. I have never been one to prepare separate courses for guests, if we have a vegetarian present then it is polite that we all eat vegetarian, if we have a someone with particular dietary requirements then I would ne...

A Trifle Lovely

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A lovely new use for our friend the Truly Triumphant Trifle Bowl

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Epiphany

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It's a funny time of year. Whilst one should be full of optimism and hope, and be happy after a long period of celebration, rather than looking on the bright side I can't help but feel a little blue; in a the-party-is-over kind of way. There are many sorry sights in life, but for me there is nothing sadder than (sorry Smokey I must call you on this one) a bald, naked Christmas tree blowing down the street in January, a bit of tattered Lametta clinging to it like its last vestige of dignity. If you are in the market for a metaphor, this one is loaded and ready to go. Something that was once adorned and adored, taking pride of place in the family's hearts and home, has been unceremoniously abandoned. I start every New Year with a somewhat heavy heart, packing away the Christmas decorations to me is another loaded metaphor. Last year January 5th fell on a Monday, so it was on a dark, cold and rainy Monday morning (Smokey, honestly, how could have missed that one?) that I di...