And so I found myself in a bar. I had finished my promo shift in Camden. Willing the hours to roll by, tired of pinning a smile to my face. Tired of drawing on my last energy to convince people I was okay. I grabbed my backpack and my suitcase and rolled it out of…
Tag: travel
Filling your food with Joy
Hello there, My name is Joy. Apt, I know. I want to introduce myself to you and why I’m starting this blog. I love food. There’s a start. My first memories are of food. When I was 3 years old, sitting by the river in my home town with my Mum eating hot, greasy and…