I once wrote in an essay that I thought a certain journalism subject was vanilla. What the what? Seriously? Did I actually put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) to describe something I meant to call dull vanilla? My post university self is kicking my coffee-addled 3am brain from two years ago, whilst licking…
Some blog posts take seconds to appear from plate to page. Others take months; carefully tweaking, reading tips online and twisting and perfecting until the recipe is right for posting. This is one of those posts. I’ve been trying and well, not failing, but not doing well enough to recreate a classic coffee shop frappe….
Last week, one of our halls cleaners got a little clear-up-happy and decided to bin a load of nearly finished but still useable lotions and potions from our bathroom. One the casualties was my shower gel, so I duly trudged into town to Superdrug to grab a bottle to replace it. But as soon as…