There’s no such thing as a free lunch.
Or is there?
This isn’t a euphemism.
I have a dog, a Cairn Terrier to be precise, named Travis. Generally speaking Travis doesn’t cost much to keep.. He eats everything (he’d revel in getting fat by foraging streets and bins if I let him) and destroys nothing. But there are two very pricey parts to Travis owning: vets bills and grooming. Continue reading
I felt a bit guilty freaking out at my boyfriend for putting a £10 packet of fresh salmon sashimi in the shopping basket. Being a killjoy is not cool, but neither is haemorrhaging money on raw fish. Now I really like sushi, but my expensive taste doesn’t quite fall in line with my shoestring budget.
Or does it? Continue reading