Archives for posts with tag: biscuit

Toasted ciabatta and butter

Putting the heating on.

A chocolate biscuit at bedtime.

Embroidery with Sarah. Did a vagina. Obvs.

Baked biscuits (rock cakes) and jam tarts.

Did some morning yoga

Delicious German Christmas biscuits. I’m embracing it early this year.

Hugging Hannah. I wish she wasn’t leaving.

Bratwurst for dinner. I’ll go back to being vegetarian after I finish the packet. 


Anticipating my cookie
The American Office
Finding photos of the two of us


Selling my first oven mitt at work.
“That little fucker”
A real Kiwi Afghan.