Following a fortnight in Italy, a boozy week and then even boozier weekend at the Standon Calling festival where all I ate was pancakes, ribs and curry, as delicious as all of that was I was seriously in need of some veggie time yesterday. Good job then that my day job required a visit to luxury fruiterers Mash, at their brand spanking new warehouse in West London.
Having got married at the beginning of July (my excuse for recent blog-neglect), and following weeks of wedding obsession and constant attention to detail (not necessarily my forte), once it was over I was extremely pleased to down tools and head off to Italy. A 16 day extravaganza of hot sun, beautiful cities and beaches, and above all cheese, wine, pasta and anything else in sight that I could consume. Oh, and spending time with new hubby..
