10 October 2015

54 Thoughts I Had Watching GBBO - The Final!

  1. Mel and Sue, I would say get on the Glastonbury train but you're literally IN BAKE OFF, the biggest (most competitive and highly-watched baking) party in town.
  2. THEME TUUUUUNE. Is it sad that I'm going to miss bopping along to that.
  3. Answering myself: no. No it is not sad, it is perfectly reasonable.
  4. Flashback clips not helping me cope with this being the final episode. Update if you've not caught up but you're keen to just know about the final: it's Ian vs Nadiya vs Tamal.
  5. "Just cooking another thing." Most likely in Ian's case (not taking various slip-ups into account), this 'thing' will be incredibly creative, innovative and generally just flipping brilliant.
  6. Challenge numero uno: Iced Buns. Absolutely classic bake, chaps.
  7. Tamal's chosen flavours sound simple yet perfect. Kind of like his lavender t-shirt.
  8. OH he's knocked over all the weird kitchen tongs! Nadiya now asserting her babe status by helping him pick them up.
  9. Now Ian's flavours sound good! Elderflower and lemon, apple and cranberry - honestly I don't even like cream cakes but I would buy all of these.
  10. Mary on top jacket form, I see. "Just because it's the final, it doesn't mean you can turn down the stylometer," said Mary Berry never.
  11. Tamal! Do not panic about not flavouring your doughs. Be yourself, dude. Make those doughs personal and true to YOURSELF 
  12. Nadiya's heading away from what's expected by making round buns and Paul just can't resist the doubtful look. You know - the one where he tries to make you get lost in his oceanic eyes and to question yourself as to why you can't escape them even after he's left your cooking station.
  13. Choppin' up dem clementiiiiiiiiiiiiiiines.
  14. Sue can we hang out please?
  15. My crème pat don't. My crème pat don't. My crème pat don't want none unless you got iced buns.
  16. Challenge 1/3 done! *tense string music*
  17. Ian didn't have enough sugar...yikes.
  18. That challenge was a weird one.
  19. "Tech Chall". Milles feuilles! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Yes oui si.
  20. So much pastry knowledge flying around.
  21. Bake Off aren't even telling them what the sugar syrup's for?!?! 
  22. "Half an hour left," says Mel.
  23. "I can't even do Key Stage 1 Maths." But it's alright, Nadiya, because you've made milles feuilles.
  24. Judging time! Tamal hasn't done so well this time round.
  25. Ian's syrup was not thick enough apparently. Pastry isn't done either!! Nadiya - please save the day you wonderful being.
  26. YES YOU HAVE! Wooooooo. First in the tech-ni-caaal *dances with lots of arm movements*
  27. Challenge 3/3 - a classic British cake. C'mon guys, get dat cake on.
  28. Hopefully the rain isn't pathetic fallacy (getting my GCSE English knowledge in here).
  29. Ian's making a 5-tiered carrot cake, while Tamal and Nadiya are make a cake of three tiers.
  30. Paul's face when Ian announced that his final bake is called "Ian's Colossal Curvy Carrot Cake" is a golden moment of the series.
  31. Ok Ian's kids are sooooooo cute. And the state of his kitchen makes me feel super alright with the state that ours sometimes gets into.
  32. AWH NADIYA. Making her own fondant for her lemon wedding cake. A wedding cake, guys. I can feel an overwhelming cuteness coming on.
  33. That was close, Ian. Maybe not a great idea to drop your cake layers.
  34. And he forgot to put the oranges in! Argh!
  35. The more I watch this show, the more 'Going to the Bake Off Picnic' emerges on my bucket list. Which either means that someone I know needs to apply or I do. Hahahahha, yeah right.
  36. Half an hour to go and Tamal is incredibly nervous.
  37. I wonder if they have any music on in the tent.
  38. Aw Ian's tearing up! Bless him.
  39. WHAT. Tamal, what are the physics of your cake. Seriously.
  40. Oh. My. Royal. Poop. Nads' cake looks like heaven.
  41. Tamal did amazing as well.
  42. So did Ian! Woah, really thought he'd messed up somehow because of how anxious he looked.
  43. Is there any way of requesting delivery of these cakes...to my own house?
  44. All out in the garden now! With beautiful flowers.
  46. ...............I cried.
  47. But so did Mary Berry so it's fine.
    and this one's a tough cookie
  48. Now the people progress section at the end of the programme.
  49. RNM had a baby!!
  50. Flora's doing History of Art and Maths. YESSSS.
  51. Ian made the Dalai Lama a birthday cake, say what.
  52. Tamal's kicking baking and medical butt.
  53. Lychee cheesecake? Yes please, Nads.
  54. And that's the end. Until next year!

05 October 2015

My Sunday

I spent today at Blackpool Pleasure Beach, hanging out with a friend, the cold sea air, rollercoasters and some delightfully greasy food. I spent the evening hanging out with other friends, drinking cider & black and answering quiz questions I knew approximately 5% of the answers to. I spent the last hour researching which books I need to read for my first term modules, the last half hour making a list of things I need to do tomorrow and socials/events I need to attend this week in order to be a well-rounded social human and the last ten minutes watching the first ten minutes of About Time, which has just popped up on Netflix. Thank you, Netflix.

This week, according to my overly-Sharpied calendar, I'm busy. Reaaaal busy. But busy is good, right? For so many weeks now I've been floating around and doing some well-deserved chilling out but now I can deal with busy. Today tired me out to the absolute max so after a good old lie in, I'll get on with my things to do. Mind-splurge over.

02 October 2015

52 Thoughts I Had Watching GBBO - The Semi-Final

  1. Semi-final. SEMI-FINAL. "Let's get the semis on." - Sue Perkins, 2015.
  2. Tamal vs Nadiya vs Flora vs Ian. Let the baking games begin.
    Knew I'd find a cheesy picture at some point
  3. I did not know it was chocolate week. There has never been a worse time to not have chocolate in the house.
  4. Mel saying "chocolate" is my favourite thing from September.
  5. Challenge Uno (signature bake): chocolate tart. I've never made one of these before, maybe because I prefer to eat an entire large bar of Cadbury's.
    *drools uncontrollably*
  6. Tamal + praline = heaven in a tent.
  8. Nadiya's tart plan sounds t-o  d-i-e  f-o-r. In fact, she just received the Mary Berry Wink of Approval.
  9. Sarah's sat next to me and she's not sure about Ian's bay leaves. It does sound like an odd idea, but Ian has proved himself to be a bona fide genius so I have faith.
  10. *applauds Flora for sticking to her over-complicated ways*
  11. *applauds Flora for sticking to her freeze-everything-in-the-freezer technique*
  12. I find Paul scary too, Nadiya. But in a more ridiculously-blue-eyed way, and less in a judge-y way.
  13. TART TIME IS UP. Says Mel (sorry Mel, I stole your line).
  14. Tamal's tart is top Instagram material.
  15. Yaaaaaaay! Paul likes it!
  16. Drat, Ian. The bay leaves didn't work. Am actually excited about Ian potentially not winning now, though.
  17. Nadiya kicking butt once again. Paul Hollywood handshake received. You heard.
    Nads nerding out about that handshake. Probs. Maybe.
  18. Flora, those macaroons are as pretty as a very pretty thing.
  19. BUT PAUL DOESN'T LIKE THEM, arrrrrrr. Oh gosh. This is unnerving.
  20. Oh lord what is going on now?! Flora is making a chocolate soufflé on her own in the tent. So that's Challenge numero dos. And they all have different starting times.
  21. She's never made a souffle. OH POO. Why are they so mean.
  22. Ian's face. Ahahahahah. 1 hour and 15 minutes too. I used to envy these people and now I really reeeeeeeeally do not.
  23. Crème pat sounds like the French version of this guy: 
  24. Tamal's in last. Ok - they're all in the tent. Nobody has ever made a soufflé before. GUYS.
  25. Nadiya having a slight breakdown. All thanks to Mel pointing out the paperclips.
  26. Let the blind tasting commence. Flora's up first. She did guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurd.
  27. Ian also did ok. Not as good as Flora though.
  28. Nadiya, no! It didn't work! How has Flora never made one and yet it's perfect?! Only conclusion I can come to is that she's a magician.
  30. The results: Nads in 4th. Ian in 3rd (say what). Tamal the babe in 2nd. Aaaaaand as predicted, Flora in 1st!
  31. Right - Nadiya almost made me cry. 10 seconds of her tearing up was more effective than the entire of Titanic in terms of tear production.
    SO SAD
  32. Challenge numero tres: anything with white chocolate in.
  33. Tamal's making a bell tower. Out of chocolate and biscuits. Can this guy get any more perfect.
    Just found this - yes, yes he can
  34. Flora's making a carousel with chocolate dorses (dog horses).
  35. I can sense Nadiya's nerves from our lounge.
  36. Extremely excited for the peacock. The chocolate kind. Just to clarify.
  37. Yeah - I can't remember what Ian's making. I'll try and work it out from what he's saying and get back to you.
  38. Nadiya's blue/green tail feathers are my favourite colours of all time. I think my eyes just exploded with delight.
  39. 100 feathers, yes, but who wants a chocolate quail when you can have a peacock. Exactly.
  40. Ok, Ian's making something round. This doesn't help me massively, as that's the general shape of all cakes.
  41. RUN SUE RUN!!!!!!! There's an edible carousel disaster at the back of the tent.
  42. Done. Over. Vamoosh. Smoosh. Ploosh. etc
  43. Tamal. Yes.
  44. So I take it back. Ian has made something quite amazing. "Is there enough chocolate work?" says Paul. "HE MADE A BL**DY WELL," says Sarah. Sadly the show is neither live nor interactive. 

  45. Argh, Paul and Mary can taste rising agent in Flora's bake. Aaaaaaaaaaand it's fallen down.
  46. Awwwwwwwww Nadiyaaaaaaaaaaa. The peacock looks so cool.
  47. IT TASTES GOOD. IT LOOKS GOOD. YESSSSSSSSSS. Nadiya can't leave now surely.
  48. Now it's the strangely intimate meeting between P, MB, MG & SP.
  49. Ian vs. Flora for the bottom two.
  50. YAY NADIYA! Star baker!!! I'm so proud :D
  51. And Flora's gone. It's sad, but not as sad as it would have been if Nads had left.
  52. There's no preview of the final. How can we prepare?!
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29 September 2015

Dryathlon Days 26 - 28

YESTERDAY WAS HARD GUYS. Super tricky. I actually found myself at a bar contemplating whether or not to get a drink because the atmosphere was the exact type of atmosphere I thought one needed to be inebriated for. Why? Because it's now the one week in the year where everyone at uni drinks about 3 times as much as they did throughout the whole summer: Fresher's Week.

Luckily, I possessed enough willpower to say no to the fishbowls and yes to several OJ & lemonades. Huzzah! After all, only two days to go now.

Something I noticed is that when you're in a club full of drunk people dancing crazily and you're sober, you can dance as crazy as you like and no-one will bat an eyelid because, for the most part, everyone seems to assume that everyone else is on the same level as them. This means that you can break out all of these moves repeatedly to your heart's content:

Even this one I found in the depths of the Internet:

In fact, the more moves you have the better.
I'm writing this on Tuesday evening (tonight is 'The Big Night Out' and it's still September! Argh!). This will be the last night I cannot drink at all (I plan to possibly go out on Wednesday and drink post-midnight). So yes, the last night, yet I believe it will be the toughest of all. I'm determined to get through this. Any last few days/minutes donations would be incredibly fabulous of you: https://www.justgiving.com/soberRaz-2015/

Another thing happening in my life is that I've decided, in order to get more veggies into my diet, to be vegan 3 days a week. Monday - Wednesday. As today is Tuesday, I'm on my second vegan day and it's actually quite fun making meals. F-U-N I tell ya. I've been having almond milk on my Weetabix with banana for breakfast, fruit and nuts and vegan chocolate for snacks, little chocolate soya drink cartons, Doritos Chilli Heatwave (totally vegan!), and Party Rings (also totally vegan!). Last night for tea, I made vegan 'meat'balls & spaghetti following Wholefoods' recipe (which I found a link to on KimmiKillZombie's blog). The 'meat'balls were interesting - quite crunchy, but they were super healthy (made from ingredients including pulsed sunflower seeds, black beans, baby spinach, onion, and garlic) and made me feel good, which is the main thing:

all baked and ready to be spaghetti-d
I had these with Sainsbury's spaghetti (the cheapest own brand version) and tomato & basil pasta sauce:
 I did however have to use my blender, which resulted in a lot of washing-up:

Today, after super-rad vegan cereal times at the hour of 2pm (I was tired ok), I made a sandwich filling. A vegan one at that - mashed chickpea salad....

.... and I wacked it in-between two slices of bread smothered with Vitalite (vegan butter, available at all supermarkets hidden in the butter section). Tonight, I was planning to make vegan spag bol, but seeing as it's now 7pm and I want to get ready to par-tay, I may just craft a meal that doesn't require peeling potatoes. Honestly, it takes me hours.

Rhi x

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26 September 2015

Dryathlon Days 23 - 25

6 days to go now! I plan to buy myself a super delicious bottle of something to celebrate.

The past few days haven't been free of temptation with regards to drinking. Going out last night turned out extremely well - free shots! I did manage to resist mine. This might have all been to do with the fact that for the majority of the night my pal had a helium-filled balloon tied round her hair so it hovered there like some kind of futuristic Teletubbie headpiece. So fabulous, they couldn't refuse.

What I've realised after going out yesterday eve is that when I'm out drinking I have random thoughts like I do in my everyday sober life. A good example: 

Sitting on the train back home I heard two guys talking about Jimi Hendrix and the song 'Voodoo Child', one telling the other that they ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO listen to it. Despite being quite enamoured with my colouring-book-for-adults and my overpriced Cadbury's Rocky Mallow Road bar with really oddly-shaped pieces, I couldn't help listening to their entire conversation and as a result I had to have a listen myself since I couldn't remember what that track sounded like. Turns out it was like chocolate custard for my ears, i.e. really cool, makes you think "yeahhhhhhhhhh this is awesome", etc.

The difference between Cocktail Me and Sober Me, though, is that Cocktail Me is more than happy to let these thoughts come out of her gob. No matter what they are. So Cocktail Me in the above situation would have said something like this:


Sober Me, as I of course was on the train, was 100% able to choose not to say any such thing (especially as these dudes were 2 rows back from me) and instead continue colouring in flowers with double-sided felt tips, listening to 'Voodoo Child' in approving silence. I do like being able to control my blurting. Something I cannot do after seven Archers+Lemonades.

Rhi x

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22 September 2015

Dryathlon Days 15 - 22

In recent days I've actually been outside of the house
And I haven't had a single alcoholic drink!

In FACT, I had my cheapest night out in a club to date - £2 entry followed by a 40p lime and soda. YESSSSSS. Really didn't think I could do this (sadly) at the beginning of September but I'm positive I can now. Even with fresher's starting next Monday...

Please donate anything you can via this link: https://www.justgiving.com/soberRaz-2015/

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17 September 2015

My Anxiety

Over the past few years especially, I've been told by people that they think I'm self-confident. Probably because of the clothes I wear -

My shopping process = walking round + seeing things with my eyes + picking up the things that make me think "THAT'S SO COOL" + buying said things. And wearing them all at the same time often without consideration of any of them 'going together' because life is too short and 100% awesome 24/7 is extremely desirable in my eyes.

- or how I've grown so much as a person since leaving sixth form. Only on the inside - sadly I haven't grown any taller and the brother continues to conquer our personal version of the Inter-Sibling Heightolympics.

Now I'm not a shrink (I'm not American either so I'll happily correct that for you to 'psychiatrist') but I don't really believe self-confidence and anxiety are completely inseparable. Saying that, I feel like they've got more links than a Mattessons factory. Here's what I mean: I possess self-confidence all the time. It may get to quite a low level, like it did today which is why I was inspired to write this post, but it's never fully gone - I can always revive it and consequently feel like having a 4-hour-long sing & dance party to super feel-good songs in my room. WITH THE WINDOW OPEN, PEOPLE. My anxiety, however, sometimes completely vanishes and I have no worries whatsoever. Poof! Gone. Non-existent. This, though, instead of continuously being revived like my self-confidence, seems to resurrect itself or perform some kind of Sherlock-esque disappearing act. When my anxiety kindly removes its ugly butt from my life, I feel like it can never come back but it always, always does.

This is why I'm working really hard on ensuring I believe in myself and why I'm going to make note of three things I've achieved each day. I've also put little flowery Post-It notes with cool kick-ass quotes around my mirror. A cheesy thing to do, but it's already helping. I'd say if you know ways to get yourself back on your feet that have worked before, repeat them over and over like their your favourite type of film marathon.

Over and out - I'm off to go and bake me some tea goodness.

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