So... I've been away

I've been gone for a bit. Don't get me wrong, I've been here and everything I just haven't been here. As such.

Some stuff happened. I went away with my friends from high school, one final hurrah before one of us weds. I spent a day teaching in a school and I have never been happier about my future. I spoke to the ex Mr TheOdd, for two hours, for the first time in a year and a half. I messed things up severely with a guy I've known for years, who crossed a line with me that we can't erase. A guy with a girlfriend. A guy I've come to realise that I can't live without. A guy who knows me so well it frightens me, who psychoanalyses me so accurately it makes me hiss and spit, a guy who loves me despite all that. A guy who got over it and wouldn't accept me doing anything other than the same. A guy that I've spoken with more in the last week than in the entire of our three year friendship. A guy who despite me spending most of our time together being downright cruel to him, never gave up on me. A guy who handled my freak out, my weirdness and yet still adores me. A guy who I'm now proud to call my best friend.

So I'm back.

I missed you guys.

as promised...

Because of a certain Pajiba Love column it gives me great pleasure to present to you: my mother's amazing toblerone ice cream recipie:

Toblerone ice-cream

115g/4oz Milk or dark Toblerone

50g/2oz plain chocolate

400g/14oz fresh custard sauce

150ml/5 fl oz double cream

1 x 15ml/ 1 tbsp clear honey

1 x 15ml/ 1 tbsp sweet sherry

• Break up chocolates and place in heatproof bowl set over a pan of simmering water. Stir until melted


• Stir melted chocolate into custard.


• Whip cream to same consistency as custard and fold in.


• Stir in honey and sherry


• Pour mixture into shallow freezer container and freeze for about 1 hour until frozen 1” in from sides of container.


• Beat until smooth and return to freezer


• Freeze until firm


• Leave out for about 30 mins prior to serving to allow to soften.

Totally worth the effort.

Enjoy!

ps. Drinking (and dancing) with Joker on Friday gave me a two day hangover. I spent my entire weekend in bed reading Terry Pratchett novels only occasionally shuffling downstairs to make myself a glass of squash to drink (slowly, for fear that it would make me throw up). Amazingly good magic. I am now broke and still kind of never want to drink again. All in all a fabulous evening with a kick ass girl and I now have to add Thirst the London branch, (The Oxford branch of said cocktail bar is where a sixteen year old Alex tasted her first gin sling. It was also the bar where a girl I knew in school lost her virginity. With a barman. In the toilets. Classy. This was not me I hasten to add, I left getting wasted and doing bad things in public bathrooms until I hit college - in my defense it was a classy place, with a sofa and everything. Although it was still technically the men's room. OK, I'm stopping now) to my list of venues for debauchery...

Superb.