The moment my mum came down from up north to spend the day with me. Taking this picture I realised where my bloggers instinct must come from, she photographs everything too.
The moment my hands smelled of herbs from the beef stew I made. I love it when the smell of rolling herbs between your hand seeps into your skin.
The moment the light bulb in our bathroom needed replacing and I couldn't find a new one so I took a shower by candlelight. It was really relaxing until a certain horror film popped into my head and I got really scared - I ran out of there without washing my face because I was too nervous to close my eyes.
The moment I spotted this bit of graffiti on some scaffolding on my way to work. Such a nice thing for someone to do, isn't it?