I left my bed

I can't even. I discovered these could infact be a thing when my lovely other half had bought me some nutella and stored it in the fridge. I came to have my comforting nutella on toast and i couldn't even get it out of the jar without chipping it off and that my friends, was the beginning of how these were born. You will need: A jar of nutella Cornflakes / rice crispies / cocopops or any just as good Aldi variety Anything else you might want to add in to make it rocky road style like; marshmallows, raisins, craisins... Put your cereal in a bowl and then mash it all up with the back of a spoon. Be careful not to get it everywhere because that's what i did. Add nutella and fold it into the cereal of your choice. I also adopted the "smash it in there" technique which works just as well, if not better. Add anything else you might want to put in and then put it in the fridge to stiffen a little. I would say about 15- 25 mins. You could read a magazin...

This beautiful Victorian stucco building, located on exhibition road has a background just as strong as it looks. Intended for use as a gentleman's club in the 1940's, the building quickly became the seat of the Polish Government in Exile during and after the second world war. It also housed relief society for Poles who sent parcels to Polish prisoners of war and refugees around the world. Inside is just as mesmerising, with high, decorative ceilings and big beautiful beams. I knew the food had to look this good too. My boyfriend James and i were greeted immediately and had both of our coats taken to put in the cloakroom. We walked into this stunning candle lit room and we were seated. After being given a choice of a variety of breads, we took our first drinks order. Keeping in theme with the Polish restaurant, we both opted for a vodka martini with a twist. The manager Jasiu came over and introduced himself. He was lovely. He had a warm smile and a cheeky glint in his ...

After frantically working all day on a last minute transcribing job, i was soooo ready to go to dinner... Oh wait, no i wasn't. I was FREAKING OUT. I didn't quite realise how much until i arrived at the Tate members room and had to speak to people i didn't know, and then i turned to James and was like "oh my god, i'm hot James, are you hot? i'm really hot. its hot isn't it?" He told me to take some deep breaths or whatever other useless crap loving boyfriends say to you when you're going to have a panic attack and then i yelled at him at him in the elevator for asking me a simple question of calling the man i was suppose to meet. (Sorry James, think he might find it amusing now) The truth is, i didn't have a fucking clue what i was doing. It was all well and good emailing the manager, i'm well good at talking via typing, but to approach him? As someone of relative importance to the evening? What the fuck man. Anyway, i told myself to g...