The end. Of this, that is. I was writing when the timer went off. Upstairs, sitting cross-legged in front of my laptop. It wasn’t as cold as the outdoors would suggest. Perhaps,… Read more.
Hi, I'm Fanny. A French girl turned pastry chef - now in the north of Sweden, after six years in London - not unlike a roller-coaster over the Baltic Sea. I will draw on you and make cakes until dawn. I love acorns and many more things.