I can resist everything — except temptation.
This post is essentially my confession: confessions of a fortnight misspent in Melbourne’s dens of iniquity and raw fish.
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The Riga alphabet: Aperšbiksen, Black Balzam, cider, daiquiris.
This weekend we went to Riga. As you do.
Man cannot live on canapés and vitamins alone.
Dear Santa, define “good”.
Burned toast
The smell of burned toast and wet food scraps in the sink always reminds me of my time living in Canada.
Jingling, mingling, singling
Of Christmas spirit(s). Oh what fun…
The Very Hungry Caterpillar That Ate Melbourne
Date: 8 October Location: Doing something I've always secretly wanted to do — auditioning for a game show. (I feel pub trivia experience, paired with lawyer brain and Sephora Luster […]
An unsettlingly big place 