It is officially December, so I can’t gripe about talk of Christmas being “too bloody early!” any more. Everywhere I’m looking I’m seeing ads for decorations, recipes for wonderfully elaborate cookies, dishes, make-it-yourself gifts, etc, etc, etc. December is for covering our world in decoration. But right now, all I want to do is strip … More Favourite Comforting Red Lentil Stew
It has been a very peculiar week. Last night my sister said to me “I think somebody must have gone back in time and stepped on a butterfly or something, everything’s just off.” And to me that is exactly how things feel, as though I’ve stepped into the wrong universe without realising it, as though, could … More Semi-Sweet Porridge With Kefir
This might sound a little weird, but I really like this kind of cold November weather. Last year in Ireland I remember November and December being strangely, inappropriately mild – actually warm at times, but damp and gloomy throughout. I absolutely hated it – I kept waiting for Winter to start, with the crisp, cold … More On Enjoying November – and How to Keep Warm
Baking bread has become my ritual. I bake bread when I am feeling upset and scattered and insecure (so every Tuesday.) When I was suffering with anorexia, bread was one of the many things that made me anxious – I would get a physical flutter of anxiety in the pit of my stomach at the … More Joy of Bread
First of all: Hello again. I have not written about anything for a rather long time, and now I want to do something different. Here is the story. About one month ago, I was sitting in the office of the dietician in my local hospital in Kilkenny. It was not the first appointment I have … More A New Project: Caring for my body in my own way.
Last week my family moved house. The new house is beautiful – a little cottage in the countryside like something out of a fairy tale (see the photos below.) Nevertheless, moving was quite difficult, quite emotional, and one of those experiences that have forced me into learning a lesson I did not know that I … More On Leaving Home, and a Beautiful Breakfast