I can't believe I forgot to mention a most magical occurrence that resulted from my time in Tiros. Many people who know me are already aware of my ability to find heart shape objects around me. It all started with good old heart potato three and a half years ago, which has spawned some strange behaviour from family members in the form of trawling potato stalls at fruit and vegetable shops the world over. But matters of the heart do not always announce themselves to you, they appear when you least expect it, and this was one of those times.
It was just your usual Wednesday morning, I was making the most of my time off by washing my chef jackets from the previous two days, and when I rolled up the sleeve of one of these jackets, this is what I saw...
I have to admit, I was tempted to never wash this jacket again, but alas, my desire to conform to kitchen hygiene standards was too overpowering as I stood breathing in the heady aroma of washing detergent in the cool surrounds of the laundry. Thank goodness I had my phone in my pocket to capture the raspberry love. xx
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