There’s a curious thing about freelancing. There’s no set ebb and flow to it. Sometimes you have a quiet week. They are the weeks when you ponder what on earth you’re doing, eat too many white chocolate cupcakes, and discuss with anyone who’ll listen if you nerves can really handle this kind of existence. Then you have a week where you are booked up and busy and developing 8 recipes in one day for three different clients. They are the days where you dare to dream that it might always be like this. (And you also eat too many white chocolate cupcakes). READ MORE