I’m not going to lie, I’m overwhelmed.Continue reading “Plastic Diaries – Blindfolded”
Like Donald Trump is determined to get his wall, I’ve been determined to get cheese without plastic and I’ve made an extra special food trip for it.
I beadily eye up all the beautiful stacks of cheese presented to me behind the glass.
‘I’ve given up plastic’Continue reading “Plastic Diaries – Can’t Touch This”
The weekend before Christmas! Almost four months have passed since I left home and yet, my British roots stay strong as I just can’t get into the spirit without being cold, wet and grumpy. Brazil beach heat has thrown my winter radar way out of whack. Having said that, it doesn’t change the fact that it’s the season for giving and thinking of others. Unsurprisingly, with my leg in a splint, I’ve had much more time to reflect and think of all the amazing people who have helped me hobble through the last month.