Archives for posts with tag: naan

The puppy in the street that was excited to see me. 

A delicious naan from the naan shop plus some Waitrose daal and a nice, normal chat with Matt.

An email from Jonny, being grateful for the packing list. Babe. 


Boxercise. A genuine smile.

Sitting at my new desk. Writing a pretty good job application.

Lentils. Naan. Hearty. Delicious.


The naan
Finding sandpaper
Mike’s poo story. ‘So I had to dedicate most of the morning sorting out that situation’.


The little corner shop that sells organic amazingness. I can’t believe I haven’t been before.
Daal and naans with Becky and Lauren.
Nan suddenly getting better. Enough to call her carer a bitch. Not funny in itself but good to know she’s back.


This owl graffiti that looked like a damp patch.
The freshly cut grass on the walk to work.
85p naans. Exactly when I wanted cheap naan. Thank you universe.


Brushing our teeth together.
Dishoom. How has it taken me this long to get there? I loved everything about it. Even the toilets.
Spending some time with Hannah.