Archives for posts with tag: fresh bread

Freshly baked bread and real butter stolen from someone else in the fridge.

Incontinence at the bakery.

Canceling the date and coming home to comfy trousers, podcasts and sewing.

This tweet

Non frozen bread. And jam.

Yoga at home


A mum roast lunch
Marmite on fresh bread
Brushing nan’s hair

park blue skies autumn

The bright blue sky, the green grass and the colourful trees

Fresh bread and the smell of it which took me back to camping in the summer

Unexpectedly getting a free book through the post from a friend