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Some might claim it’s a woman thing but Mrs J thinks it’s a chocolate thing. Obsession with chocolate can strike …
Some might claim it’s a woman thing but Mrs J thinks it’s a chocolate thing. Obsession with chocolate can strike …
Sometimes crap is just crap. However much you gild it. Or put a bow on it. Who would do that, …
It seems we’re going straight into winter in Mrs J’s particular corner of Europe. Today she saw the first snow …
There’s always the risk when Mrs J goes to Scandoland that she’ll forget to have fun today in favor of …
Mrs J likes to think that she does a lot less complaining these days than she used to. She really …
It’s not entirely unexpected. Mrs J finds that when she tries to limit the gorging on sugar and fat foods …
Mrs J is feeling the need to be shallow, following her recent mindwanderings into philosophy and Art. It’s almost Easter …
It’s Sunday and definitely time for a treat. Mrs J decided on a trifle and we’re going blueberry peanut. Because …
One or two of you may remember the time Mrs J made peanut squares in honour of her getting amazingly …
Mrs J spent most of the day on New Years Eve with her head down various pots in the kitchen, …