Caution: Anti-Fragile

I stepped steadily towards the counter, arms shaking under the combined strain of the basket full of plates and fatigue from last night's fitness class. There was no-one in front of me and no-one behind: i was confident.

I tripped over my own feet, ramming the shopping basket full of plates into the counter.

The plates rattled ominously, and the shop assistants stared.

Too embarrassed to care, I looked them right in the eye and said:

"This is why I need new plates."





I'm back. Not that I went anywhere – I'm just back from a pause in writing in this blog. As you might have seen from Tashcakes!, I'm still busy cooking and writing recipes. What with work, Mandarin lessons, K-Pop dancing, baking-blogging, gym and socialising this blog has taken a bit of a back seat, alas. But I haven't forgotten about it; and I'll continue to write whenever I can.

Oh, and Merry Christmas!

Born to Dunce

My status update from Facebook, Friday 20th March 2015 (yesterday night):

Dramatically tripped over my own feet in the car park this evening (after dance class, no less). A lady walked pass and, clearly convinced that I was drunk and about to drive legless, tutted and gave me the evils. Nope, not drunk, lady- I just have a constantly faulty internal gyroscope.