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Hash for Lunch
Today I made hash for lunch. I just needed to use up the potatoes and the deli meats left over from Christmas. I hadn’t thought about hash in a long time. Not so a few years back. This restaurant seemed all about hash. Best seller at brunch and lunch. The prep was never ending. It…
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Walk, Girl
A very quick poem I wrote this morning. An ode to feeling better. Walk Head up girl. Feet forward girl. Stride. Feel the pride girl. As your feet beat out the rhythm of the day. It’s yours girl. Mine? All yours girl. Thank you. I missed it.
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Bristol
She looked at me, Weakly, Through the Rain. Beck? She asked. Do you still love me? Oh my sweet darling, I reply, Always. Always my love. Only. She says. It’s just that. You ask all the time.
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Throwback Tuesday Part 2
This is a piece I wrote back when I was just starting out as a commis chef. Another one from my Old Bell Hotel days. I think I must has written this back in 2014. It is once again exactly as I first wrote it. A Day in the Life 8:45am and I am en…
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The Bex Hutchings Story
You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence? Well that wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be.
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It Was 11 Years Ago
For you, Joe. Love always. When I woke up but my brother didn’t. On the 5th of March we lost him to an aggressive brain tumour. I haven’t got out of bed this morning. Not yet. The sun is shining in through the window. The cat is basking in it. Laying his sleepy head on…
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Bex Basics
Our Daily Bread Is there anything quite like a loaf of fresh bread? Perhaps one that you’ve made yourself entirely by hand! Now I’m not here to get anyone to give up their bread maker, if it works for you that’s awesome. I like to knead by hand. I told you I never did grow…
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It Wasn’t Goodbye
Describe the last difficult “goodbye” you said. Content warning for intimate partner violence. It was. “I told you never to contact me again, and I meant it.” That, of course, should have been the end. This was over 10 years ago now. He never did contact me again. He still had his hands around my…
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Throwback Tuesday
So despite it once again being a freezing cold, damp and gloomy day my thoughts are turning towards springtime. This morning I have been reading through some of my oldest pieces and I thought it would be nice to share one or two with you. This is a piece I originally wrote back when I…
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Goats Milk Therapy
No, it’s not the latest overpriced beauty fad, although it is very good for the skin. As you all know, my mental health has been particularly shoddy for the past few weeks. It’s not just been the anxiety, depression has tried very hard to dig in its claws too. What’s a great deterrent for the…
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Let’s Hear It For the Boy
No I don’t mean T. Although that boy is an absolute Saint for always standing by my side. I have a new man in my life now and he has absolutely stolen my heart. Everybody say hello to Pan. Pan came to live with us about six weeks ago. He’s just a big kitten really…
That Anxious Welsh Chef
Adventures in mental health and cheffing
That Anxious Welsh Chef 