The Mindful Baker

There’s a peculiar moment in life when you suddenly realise you’ve become the family historian.Not because anyone asked you to. Not because you have a degree in archaeology, genealogy, or “romanticising old bricks.” No — it happens because one day you’re standing in your kitchen, wondering how on earth to say thank you to your dad for being your anchor in a life that has included more detours, disasters, distractions, and inner battles than most people experience in a decade

We all carry something. That one thing we never put in our shopping basket, it just showed up. Uninvited. And now it lives in the attic...

Every now and then, you come across something that doesn’t just hit you in the face , it lifts you out of your head and leaves you...

There is nothing quite like the gut punch of realising you have been scammed. One minute, you are a savvy investor, making moves and...

For the last few years I've kind of strutted around thinking I had life all figured out. Mindfulness? Check. Baking as therapy? Check....

Life has a funny way of throwing curveballs just when you're least expecting them. One moment, you're gazing at a stunning winter...

In the journey of life, one of the most profound and transformative experiences we can undergo is the act of forgiveness. It's a process...

Following on from the horrific accident that changed any life completely and is the underlying reason for why I am here now and writing...