Happiness is...

Was back at Barnabas church again this morning, this time for the baptism of Isaac. I don't see this wonder kid as much as I used to and my life is the poorer for it. Such a great young man. Also great to catch up with some other folk that I don't get to see as often as I'd like.

I've had this little idea brewing in the back of my mind for about three years now, about teaching young people to cook and enjoy food together. Probably based on my love for cooking and my shock as seeing young people drinking 2 litre bottles of coke for dinner. Had a really timely chat with a Shrewsbury hero of mine today (she runs the food bank, gardening scheme, cooking course and back to work training among other things). Seems like we might be able to team up and offer cookery courses, alongside local businesses, to schools. Beyond excited.

Really, really struggled to get warm today. Genuinely felt like the only way I was ever going to be able to get warm was if I went for a run. It worked. Took about 2km just to warm up though. I can't deal with this.

My beloved Hugh's lemony, spring onion rice and eggy fish fingers tonight. So simple, so utterly delicious. Wondering if it's wrong to fall in love with a man purely based on his recipes. Anyone?!