From Viennetta to fluffy marshmallow, attaining residency and Braxton Hicks

Two days ago I drove to Levski and marvelled at the efficiency of nature and the degree of the thaw.  The fields resemble nothing more than a melting Viennetta ice-cream cake.  The chocolate brown of the earth rippled through the melting snow and tiny flecks of debris layered the surface like a sprinkling of stracciatella.  The next… Read More From Viennetta to fluffy marshmallow, attaining residency and Braxton Hicks

The bathroom, pregnancy solicitude, Maud and Residency

I wouldn’t be British if I didn’t mention the weather.  Checking the forecast has become an annoying tic.  The landscape is still white and in places there are collected snow piles of over 2 metres.  The village roads are getting better; if you enjoy navigating a 2.5 tonne killing machine across what can only be described… Read More The bathroom, pregnancy solicitude, Maud and Residency