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Creamy Butternut Squash Gnocchi with Rocket & Amaretti Crumble

There are some dishes that instantly feel like a hug in a bowl, and this one definitely makes that list. I first discovered it through Jamie Oliver, and it’s become one of my go-to comfort meals... especially when I want something cosy without spending hours in the kitchen. Soft, pillowy gnocchi, a velvety squash sauce, and a surprising crunch from crushed amaretti biscuits… trust me, it just works.  Ingredients: 300–350g prepared butternut squash, peeled and diced 3 tbsp water 3 tbsp double cream Freshly grated nutmeg (just a pinch) Salt & black pepper 1 tsp olive oil (plus 1 tsp extra for the rocket) 15g butter 1 small onion, finely diced 1 garlic clove, crushed 500g fresh gnocchi 30g grated parmesan 2 amaretti biscuits, crumbled A couple of handfuls of rocket leaves Juice of ½ lemon Method: Cook the Squash: Place the diced squash into a microwave-safe bowl with 3 tablespoons of water. Cover tightly with cling film and pierce once to release steam. Microwave on high for 12–15...

When Cancer Isn’t a Battle, But a Reality

October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month; a time when pink ribbons appear everywhere, stories are shared, and so many of us are reminded of the people we know and love who have been touched by this disease. But as we raise awareness, maybe it’s also time to rethink the words we use. So much of the language around breast cancer, and cancer in general, sounds like a war: fight , battle , survivor , warrior . But did any of us really sign up for a fight? When I was diagnosed, I didn’t feel like a hero putting on armor. I felt scared, confused, and exhausted. From the moment I heard the word cancer , people called me brave and told me to keep fighting . But what choice did I really have? I showed up for the appointments. I sat through the treatments. I took the pills, endured the side effects, went to bed tired and woke up tired… not because I’m a fighter, but because I wanted to keep living. And what about the people we’ve lost? We say they “lost their battle with breast cancer.” But they...