Tash ‘The Duchess Of Croydon’

Sorry its been such a long time. How are you?

Well I guess my big news is that last night I finished my first draft of The Parental Advisory Manual. Hurrah! I made the final alterations sat in bed eating a big fat bar of Galaxy chocolate. And then my eyes went all wonky from looking at the computer screen for 2 long.

I’ve thoroughly enjoyed writing he book and have loads of material ideas left over for book number 2 and now I have to wait and see what alterations my editor wants to make. It is very very rude indeed. Particularly the daddy CBeebies sex fantasies and the section on what really happens to women’s bodies after childbirth.

Elsewhere over the past month or so I’ve been mostly making Jim retch. Yes, this is because a few weeks ago Oscar and I made some chocolate chip cookies. I thought they were quite nice considering what a truly shit cook I am, but Jim thought they were revolting. He said they were too salty. Turns out I made them with salted butter (I didn’t know there was such a thing as salted or unsalted). Anyway, Oscar and I scoffed the lot. So yesterday we made some more - this time with unsalted butter. Again, Oscar and I thought they were great but Jim took a bite and started retching. He says he could taste the memory of the last salty batch. Can you really taste a memory? I think not.

Tash x