I made a pie today she said, not just any pie, but a pie with love. A quince and apple pie. I made a pie today, she said. Not pre-made pastry, but home made dough, made with love. I made a pie today, she said, as she remembered back to when her Grandpa made pies. Thick English accent, flour everywhere. Cigarette smoke, tiny kitchen with yellowing walls. He made a pie, it wasn't just any old pie. It was a pie made with love. I . . .
Dear Social media, you are pissing me off. Dear reality TV you are also pissing me off. People on the internet you are REALLY pissing me off. This is somewhat problematic as this is kinda my 'job'. I have been unwell, it's a very rare thing luckily, and I have been at home getting addicted to reality TV. Unless you have been living under a rock you would have seen an episode of Married at First Sight or at least heard someone talking about . . .