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Shakshuka

Shakshuka is one of my favourite brunch dishes, and I think you’ve always known that. It’s the kind of meal that looks impressive and colourful, but is actually so simple to make... all in one pan, which means more time sitting together and less time washing up. There’s something I’ll never get tired of, cracking the eggs straight into the bubbling tomato sauce and watching them gently poach. It feels a little bit magical every time. This dish is said to have started in Tunisia before making its way across North Africa and the Middle East, and that makes sense to me, because once people try it, they tend to make it their own. What I love most is that it isn’t just for breakfast. We’ve had it for slow weekend brunches, easy dinners, and even those “there’s not much in the fridge” nights. Somehow, it always feels special. I hope one day it becomes one of your favourite brunch recipes too, the kind you make when you want something warm, vibrant, and meant to be shared. And maybe when ...

The fog that won’t lift: Living (and laughing) through brain fog

There’s this little side effect of chemotherapy that no one really warns you about. It’s not the nausea, or the bone-deep fatigue, or even losing your hair... people at least prepare you for those. It's the brain fog or as I like to call it: the brain farts. It feels like my brain’s running on dodgy WiFi. Some days, the signal is strong and clear, I can think straight, string sentences together, feel sharp again. Other days, it’s like everything is buffering mid-thought, mid-sentence, mid-task. One minute I’m totally capable, the next I’m wondering if my brain is actively sabotaging me on purpose. Take the time I tried to organize a fun night out at the cinema with my girlfriends. I booked the tickets online, feeling very “on top of life.” Halfway there, it hit me: Brighton doesn’t even have a Vue cinema. I’d booked us tickets for London. Cue me, standing on the pavement, staring at my phone like: Really? Again? Or the time I was invited to speak at a cancer conference in Londo...