As a child, I had the inside scoop on the newest and most exciting additions to the school dinner menu. I knew which days ice-burned blocks of ice cream would be forced into square sugar cones as a treat. If you were last in line on burger day, you knew you’d be forced to carry…
When I was younger, the highlight of Guide camp for me would be the evening of the bin fire. It wasn’t quite a campfire, in that the flames served a dual purpose for licking at marshmallows to toast them to a crisp but to also heat the vast metal bin that held the water for…
At what age are you supposed to be nonchalant about Halloween? At 26 it seems like I should be over it, perhaps carving a pumpkin or maybe wearing a plum lipstick on the 31st or loading up the woeful selection of horror films on Netflix. But I can’t shake my love of Halloween. It looks…
When we came across L’ Eclair de Génie quite by accident after a day of sightseeing in Paris, it changed everything. The Mona Lisa, surrounded by iPads and clunky cameras had darkened my mood on what should have been a bright, cheerful experience of the Louvre on a Wednesday. I hadn’t cared for the hour…