It has been a difficult week. In fact it has been difficult for longer than that but for various reasons last week was packed with stressful events at work and home, waiting for my last blood test results to come through was looming large over everything else.  I am desperate for them to come up with an answer – because an answer will mean, hopefully, a way forward – but the results still are not back.

Of course world-wide it has been an eventful year. Tragically so in many cases. Above all else, how sad it is that still, we cannot find a way to live in peace.

I have been finding it difficult to be on Twitter, or to blog, and I am struggling for something positive to say.  When I look at my Twitter feed, I know that a lot of people feel the same way too.

Yesterday I found out that one of my long-time Twitter friends had a motorbike accident on Friday, and has been put into an induced coma.  Parker is one of life’s diamonds, a true gem of a man, and it is quite clear that many people think so too.  It is comforting that people have that level of caring in them, and the outpouring of support will be of great comfort to his family. I hope with all my heart that he comes through this, and makes a full recovery.

What I am trying, in my convoluted way to say, is whilst we all get caught up in our own struggles, our own problems, sometimes something happens which puts it all in perspective.

I am sure I come across as a moaning minnie in my Twitter feed, but the reality is that I use Twitter as my outlet. In real life I always say that everything is fine, no matter what is happening. Sometimes, or more often than just sometimes, everything is NOT fine, and so I leave my fake smile behind and let off steam on Twitter.  That is how I cope with life.  Don’t get me wrong, I know I am not the only person with problems, I know that there are many people worse off than me. But everyone, everyone, needs an outlet. And I always try to keep perspective.

I have a roof over my head, a bed to sleep in, a job to pay my bills, food on the table. These are things many don’t have. Perspective.

Nikki Giovanni said:

There is always something to do. There are hungry people to feed, naked people to clothe, sick people to comfort and make well. And while I don’t expect you to save the world I do think it’s not asking too much for you to love those with whom you sleep, share the happiness of those whom you call friend, engage those among you who are visionary, and remove from  your life those who offer you depression, despair and disrespect

I LOVE those words.  All the yesses!!

Perspective. Love. Care. Respect.

To all of you, I wish peace, happiness and good health.

And, Parker, my friend, get well, the world needs you back.

Lemon Drizzle Cake


I am a chocoholic. I love chocolate. No, really, I LOVE chocolate! I never thought I’d see the day when I might enjoy cake that wasn’t chocolate, but it happens. I now have a few favourite cakes which are not chocolate, and I love, love, love them.

I posted about my sticky lemon & ginger cake a little while ago, and now, once again, lemon rears its head!  There is something deliciously moreish about the fresh, zingy, sharp lemon syrup drizzled over the cake.  And I always make that drizzle more lemony, a bit sharper, less sweeter, and increase the quantity – trying to keep the balance and not make the cake soggy in the process!

This particular recipe is gluten free, using gluten free flour and almonds in the cake batter.  The almonds give it a lovely texture. I made it once because a colleague at work is gluten intolerant, and I didn’t want her to miss out whilst everyone else had cake to eat.  The recipe worked so well, was so easy, and thankfully everyone enjoyed it, that I have never bothered to look for a different version of Lemon Drizzle cake.  That is not to say I haven’t toyed with the idea of making a lime drizzle…..

One day I might eventually post my recipes as well.  Bear with me, I am still trying to get used to this blogging thing!

Rhubarb Crumble


I haven’t blogged for a few weeks. I’ve been struggling with what I wanted to say, and whether I should say it. I haven’t managed to haul myself out of that place yet. But I did bake. And when you are feeling low, tired, sore, confused, lost…..what better to bake than comfort food. In this case, comfort pudding.

A colleague gave me some rhubarb and so my mind was set.  Rhubarb crumble. A warm pudding, crumbly, crunchy topping and soft, comforting and slightly tart fruit filling. Served with custard of course. I do prefer not to add too much sugar, a little sharpness from the fruit is always good.

I threw some braeburn apples into the fruit mix because apples are always good to “flesh out” a crumble and rhubarb cooks down to almost nothing, so it needed something extra.

The crumble topping was standard, and I always add oats and walnuts because it helps with the texture.

The custard?  I confess I bought ready-made custard. No-one’s perfect!