This diary tells about me, Piereth, and my lovely son; my friends, my life and my loves and hates.
You’ll get a lot of harumphing, a lot about cooking and books, gardening and home-making. And a lot of the strange contents of my head, which may bore, amuse or disgust, depending on your temperament!
So this is my account of my bizarre travails. There’s no justification for it except – well, see if you can spot one.
hey you looking for easy recipies to cook have Jack with me now,so out the place before 7am not in till late so ask your pals for easy dinners to cook not spag bol though take it easy you and hope the back gets better only one real cure though x