Cadi

#28 Nobody can make it through every day without sometimes snippiness. The trick lies in learning to stop, and apologise.

#27 We have sat in our laboratories with fire and charts and calorimeters and reduced the stuff of nourishment to a table of numbers, and in opening the box to ...

#26 Bread is a thing for patience and calm and soothing the mind with simple creation. Flour: half a kilogram, or thereabouts Yeast: seven grams (one sachet from the supermarket) ...

Hooray, you finished! Congratulations! (I have 6 to go, eek!) I love so many of these. I recognised the things in #8! And #17 made me laugh. And #10 made ...

#25 I've never been one to live in the moment rather I'd spend every moment worrying about every other moment: what might go wrong in the future ones and how ...

#24 Yeast flour salt water Recipes to teach your daughter Water yeast flour salt Make sure that it's not too cold Salt water yeast flour Let it rest for several ...

#23 Viola and Sebastian were sailing on the sea A storm came up and sank their ship; a dreadful tragedy Wrung by grief, Viola takes to dressing as a man, ...

#22 I left my notebook back at home which makes it hard to write a pome

#21 If the Right Honourable gremlin seated in my eyebrow would like to scoop my eye from my head, I would ask that he please get on with it! This ...

Gotta love Germanic languages :D This phrase is going in the box of "things I didn't think sounded weird until it was pointed out to me"

#20 or, "Adulthood" I have cooked food from scratch in my own kitchen washed clothes every week and hung them to dry dusted the shelves, perhaps twice a year and ...

#19 Coming back to this city confuses my heart. Out yonder, there are trees on every street, the smell of real earth, damp with dew in the morning, and space ...

#18 I am head-tired a heavy blanket pulled over my thoughts filling up the space behind my forehead and heating my eyes I am stomach-tired so the pizza churns in ...

#17 These gold and crimson droplets hoping to change the tint of the ocean, before the iridescent spill of a forgotten age, pumped up from the past below, spreads its ...

#16 Peel away my skin and take the pith too (and when you do I'll be positively garrulous, spilling words here and there from my lips until you realise this ...