G'day maties, I have risen from the ashes. And by ashes I mean bed, because that's where I seem to spend the majority of my time. I have been having serious holiday blues, spending every moment wishing I was back looking up at the pink castle with a cookie in each hand. (Yes, those cookies … Continue reading Cider or Wee? You decide.
I thought I'd start this post wishing good luck to the lads who are kicking around an inflatable orb of air, for the honour of our country. I was going to make this post all about football, but as you can see, I know absolutely nothing about it. So, moving onto a topic that I'm … Continue reading My reign of terror