The week when I…

My memory is patchy. I’ll hang on to knowledge that is only useful for a pub quiz, but forget what my boyfriend looks like (cue awkward airport reunions). When it comes to making recommendations of things to do, I lose my head completely. Lists are my friends. So hopefully this is the start of a good…

Show Me: Sachertorte

Earlier this year, I signed up for the Great Brussels Bake-Off, organised on behalf of the YouthStart charity by the British Chamber of Commerce. It’s not the first time I’ve participated in a baking competition, but this time was different. My colleagues and I were part of a team (the Rolling Scones) and, somewhat symbolically,…