Archives for posts with tag: custard

Hash browns for breakfast.

Two new plants.

A heron in the rain at the wetlands.

Oatly custard.

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Cake and custard from Roger.

The ridiculous taglines in the 4imprint magazine.

Chatting to Matt again for the first time in ages. Blow job news, STI swapping and similar dumping situations. It’s been too long.

Another good upcycling workshop. Such fun easy money.

Alec coming along and making a flower. And then going to the pub together and having lots of chat. And celeb spotting.

Heaps and heaps of custard.


Matilda was back. And we took her for a walk and she has A MAC 😍

A big roast dinner all together with no meat and an apple crumble with custard.

Watching Love Actually. I mean it’s terrible but it’s good. Except for the sexism and stuff. 

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We climbed Snowdon!
Beddgelert.
Apple crumble and custard

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Ironing dogs
Double roast
The best custard. Like, the BEST.

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M&S custard
Corinne
A bed for the night. Thank god.

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A big parcel outside our room filled with our new coats.
Custard.
The cat rubbing his head on my face.

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The reeds along the canal.

The poached pear and custard desert at lunch time. It is the best desert I’ve ever had. And I very almost didn’t have it. Note to self: always have a desert in case you miss out on the best thing ever.

Painting dinosaurs on each others faces and then making them kiss.