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Coming home from my European adventure felt good and, all clichés aside, there really is nothing like lying down in your own bed after three months of sofa fold-outs and hostel bunks. That being said, it’s been tough going from getting up every morning in an exciting city (Stockholm, I love thee) to waking in my own room. Leaving
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As I’m watching the rain cascade off the roof onto the garden outside it becomes very obvious that the sunny days and ambient temperatures are now gone, off flirting with another part of the world. This dramatic reduction in sunshine and degrees has pulled most of us inside, and with this change in the atmosphere it
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Breakfast has a special place in my heart. As soon as I get out of bed I relish nothing more than filling my grumbling void of a stomach with something satiating and substantial. This is partly due to necessity, as I’ve been informed that I’m not the happiest of campers when hungry, but largely because I
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I’ve been reading a lot lately. There’s something about the temperature dropping down a notch outside that makes you want to move inside with a good book. While most people probably snuggle up on the couch with a good novel, I’ve been curling up with cookbooks. This isn’t abnormal behaviour in my family, I might






