Here’s a weird thought that circled my brain today. When a woman announces she’s pregnant the normal response is congratulations, I find this strange. What are we congratulating? You don’t know what the child will become. You’d like to imagine your spawn will be an asset to society, a positive addition to the community but you could be birthing the next dictator, scammer or knob who parks their lime bike in the middle of the pavement.
Salads:
Moroccan spiced chickpea
Preserved lemon rice
Smokey aubergine + tomato pasta
Soup: Lightly spiced red lentil
Sandwich: Garlic salami, Manchego cheese, Spicy peach relish + tomato
Shining start to the morning, the community is on top form. The day is sure to become more grey as I will be having a well overdue meeting with my property manger this afternoon. I use the term manager loosely, the meeting is to underline that nothing is being managed. Sure to be a lot fun.
Salads:
Thai coconut curry with roast squash
Lemongrass + ginger rice
Cauliflower + cashew pesto pasta
Soup: Tomato + roast pepper
I asked for rain and Daddy Dio delivered. I hope we’re all feeling suitably moist on the wet Wednesday! It took me while to get to my desk today, I need to knuckle down and sort through a bit of admin but the shop floor has been too entertaining so the desk work will have to wait until after hours. I’m going to take part in a meeting tomorrow to discuss our awful property management, proper adult antics, Megan Barton would be so proud.
Salads:
Curries split peas with aubergine
Rainbow rice
Sausage + ham pasta
Soup: Roast pepper + oregano
Sandwich: Fennel salami, Provola, Chilli relish + tomato
The ground is starting to get really dry, where are the April showers? I know we’re all loving the sunshine but think of the crops, without a little moisture there will be severe repercussions! I’d also like a little rain to fall so that my napping habit can be excused. It’s easier to excuse being a hermit when the weather isn’t pretty. Alas, the weather man is reporting clear skies, I think the dark clouds are just hovering above me.
Salads:
Borlotti bean + roast peppers
Spinach + herb rice
Courgette, tomato + chive pasta
Soup: Spiced sweet potato
What a Eurovision it was. The tension during the voting was palpable, I wasn’t surprised but I was disappointed. It would have been interesting to watch them win though. It would be like North Korea putting on a show about love, freedom and equality. The world is a strange place. We seemingly work so hard here to try and safeguard children but we don’t mind that they are being obliterated elsewhere. How bizarre.
Salads:
Black bean + sweet potato curry
Lemon, ginger + herb rice
Mushroom + tomato pasta
Soup: Tuscan tomato
Sandwich: Speck ham, Fontina cheese, Jalapeno relish + tomato
What a start to the day! It’s all been a little to docile for my liking this week. I’ve been suffering from unreasonable boredom but that won’t be a problem today. The sun’s out, the huns are out, the day is moving along at a brisk pace that I can get on board with. A little birdy exclaimed that I should be grateful that I don’t have a pile of shite to deal with. This is subjective, i’m just to comfortable with my shite, I’m a seasoned pro when it comes to shovelling shite.
Salads:
Med veg lentils
Red pepper rice
Roast vegetable ragu pasta
Soup: Mild vegetable madras
I’m in a state of irrational discontent. I could give you 100 reasons as to why my mind is irritated but in the same breath I could throw those feelings to the wind and accept that life has lulls. I’m sure something on the horizon will inspire me to be a bit more upbeat. For now, I feel like Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh.
Salads:
Thai spiced chickpea
Aromatic rice
Roast pepper + tomato pasta
Soup: Spinach + pea
Sandwich: Pastrami beef, Provola piccante, Chilli relish + tomato
I spoke myself into a comatose state yesterday, no wonder I don’t feel social on the weekend. I always try and stay on top of my habits in the hopes that they don’t fester into bad practice. I feel as though talking can become a bad habit, a way of filling the vacant space. In reality we need that quiet time to recalibrate, without it, you risk going into a state of delirium.
Salads:
Mushroom cacciatore
Lemon + parsley rice
Tomato + basil pasta
Soup: Spinach, pea + potato
I was greeted this morning with a delivery of whole milk. I sigh, what will the yummy mummies drink now? They’re already having to put up with a semi situation when entering the lair, now the have to face…oh God I can’t believe i’m uttering the words…full fat. Crisis. Luckily my milk man realised his error and returned with the semi I desired. Crisis averted.
Salads:
Black bean + aubergine in black bean sauce
Kimchi rice
Sausage + ham pasta
Soup: Indian spiced tomato
Sandwich: Speck ham, Provola cheese, spicy peach relish + tomato
On your marks, get set, let’s start the week. The sun is shining, the responsibilities haven’t set in yet, we’re feeling good. I’ve been trying to save some coins but I decided to allot myself dinner out on Friday. Bab al-Yemen in the Fulham area. 4.9 rating with over 3,000 reviews. It was so mid and disappointing but a vital lesson was learned, the internet really do be lying.
Salads:
Cauliflower + chickpea curry
Edamame + crispy shallot rice
Broccoli, chilli + garlic pasta
Soup: Sriracha spiced chickpea + spinach
It’s been a good morning, I haven’t given much thought to weekend plans. I spend most Saturdays decompressing from the heavy conversations I subject myself to during the week. While many arrange to meet with friends and unpack their lives, share a beverage and end up in a bar talking nonsense to a person they’ll probably never see again. I like to dig myself a pit, sit in it and fester. Hopefully my mind plays ball and i’ll enjoy some sun. Probably going to go with the dark pit option though.
Salads:
Thai spiced coconut curry
Lime leaf + ginger rice
Courgette, tomato + basil pasta
Sandwich: Cumberland sausage, Cheddar, onion relish, mustard + tomato
The moment my body came out of slumber this morning I could feel it. The burn. Not the one some of you contract after a Saturday night on the lash (ya nasty). The burn you feel the second day after popping some healthy squats. I feel like the Tinman, I have to gear myself up to conquer a singular step. Why must exercise be such a painful affair?
Salads:
Mexican beans
Aromatic rice salad
Sausage + ham ragu pasta
Soup: Lightly spiced squash + ginger
I’m feeling a little stiff this morning but I get to zone out on the sandwich section so the day will fly by. I wrote that sentence first thing this morning, and boy was I right. I’m now frantically tapping away at my keys because the morning did indeed fly by, now we go straight into the hump day rush. Tidy.
Salads:
Moroccan spiced chickpea
Lemon + dill rice
Smokey aubergine + tomato pasta
Soup: Tuscan tomato
Sandwich: Chorizo, Provola, Chilli relish + tomato
My long weekend consisted of a lot of Moose time. The idea of facing humans today is giving me the jitters. It’s easy to have a conversation with an animal, they’re such good listeners and they don’t judge. Time to pull my socks up and face the music, it was a lovely weekend in my bubble but now I must return to reality. Sucks.
Salads:
Med veg lentil
Spinach + herb rice
Roast squash + rosemary pasta
Soup: Sweet potato + ginger
What a beautiful day it was, a perfect low key birthday. Mother produced an absolute feast, ridiculously delicious. Her cheffing skills never cease to amaze me. I’m in a state of content this morning, arranging what I want to get up to this bank holiday weekend. Problems don’t seem so problematic in the sun. Thank you to the banks for needing a day off…
Salads:
Aubergine + black bean in black bean sauce
Rice salad
Mushroom + tomato pasta
Potato salad
Soup: Chilled gazpacho
Sandwich: Spicy salami, Gorgonzola, Onion relish + tomato
27 years ago my mother had to have me induced because I was too comfortable inside of her womb. I’ve been fiercely attached to her ever since. Unfortunately you don’t get to choose your parents, luckily the woman that birthed me is one of the most formidable humans you’ll ever meet. Shout out to her for putting in such a shift. I know she did a great job because i’m f**king awesome (and my brother is pretty cool too).
Salads:
Chickpea + sweet potato with mango + lime pickle
Sumac + lemon rice
Tomato + basil pasta
Sausage + ham pasta bake
Soup: Chilled Gazpacho
My sandwich lady and I went for a delicious dinner at Caravela in Battersea last night. Good portions, Mediterranean flavours, personable staff, what a treat for a Tuesday night! Now it’s hump day and though it hasn’t been too busy, conversation has been vast and intense. I wonder what the experience is like for a deli novice, you come in wanting a simple cappuccino from an independent and you get thrown into a debate about trans rights or you’re shown the anatomy of a squid, so versatile.
Salads:
Black lentil curry
Coconut rice
Sausage + ham pasta
Soup: Chilled Gazpacho
Sandwich: Napoli salami, Provola cheese, Spicy peach relish + tomato
Ergh sometimes I hate having to live with my mind, why must I over complicate things? I could sit in a silent room and tire myself out with all the voices that roll around in my skull. When a problem arises I’d say i’m quite good at sorting it out, no fuss. However, when it comes to small matters, getting myself from A to B, the forum of hypotheticals all have to have their say before I come to a decision.
Salads:
Roast pepper + white bean
Lemon + dill rice
Mushroom ragu pasta
Soup: Chilled gazpacho
I thought I had a useless weekend but as I engaged in the obligatory chit chat of a Monday morning (which of course consists of unpacking what people got up to on the weekend) I realised it wasn’t futile at all. This feeling flows across my mind every so often, I need to get out more, do as the people do. Socialise. I tend to have this sensation when I’ve allotted myself some me time, I try to conjure up the spirit to see people but I just get shivers, admit defeat and stay safe in my living room.
Salads:
Braised black bean + squash
Spinach + herb rice
Cauliflower + cashew pesto pasta
Soup: Tuscan tomato
Sandwich: Fennel salami, Pecorino cheese, Jalapeno relish + tomato
Nice little rush to start the morning has put me in a right good mood, i’m going to take this happy feeling and decimate it by calling an insurance company. Insurance is a crooked industry, I once met a guy that insured insurance companies. In a ideal world I wouldn’t have insurance, it’s a scam, sold as a necessity when in reality you’re paying for a hypothetical. I was asked ‘do you need motor legal insurance?’ I replied ‘I don’t know if i’m going to hit anyone in the next year’. Piss take.
Salads:
Chickpea curry
Herbed rice
Roast pepper + tomato pasta
Soup: Roast pepper + white bean