Fun fact: even though Fosters’ tagline is “Australian for Beer”, it’s brewed in the UK. This is also the only place where those ads run. And where I fell in love.
Let’s get after it. By now y’all know the drill. I’m giving completely unsolicited advice that I probably wouldn’t take myself, despite it being damn good. My qualifications: none. I can’t keep houseplants alive and I sometimes have to make pinneys work as real shirts when I’m behind on laundry. In keeping with the theme of the blog this week, most of it is British-themed. Onward ho!
Fun response to my advice from last time, so here’s more. And keep in mind when reading it: I frequently can’t find my shoes and most of my cooking involves bacon and steak. I’m a heart attack waiting to happen. So please take this with a grain of salt.Even I don’t listen to half of these things…