My sandwich. I went to three different shops to get all the ingredients. And my god, it was exactly what I wanted.
Amsterdam texts. 😍
A lovely evening with two German women talking about actual things.
Archives for posts with tag: Dutch
My mum’s elbow is my elbow. My elbow is my mum’s elbow.
Learning bizarre Dutch phrases
Becky’s dinner for us all and talking science with Mike. Turns out time is not linear. And something else to do with photons.
‘You should never shoehorn things into a vagina’
A delicious lunch at Ross-On-Wye
Learning some Dutch. Ik ben een vrouw.
Three little things 