Friday, October 24, 2014
Friday, October 17, 2014
A mysterious blend of pomegranate, orange and cherry blossoms topped with a dash of spicy cinnamon, cardamom and cocoa...
In remembrance of my Grandad, Mark Carlin, who bravely risked his life and lost his brothers in WW2. He never discussed those days with us...the few stories we know were relayed through our parents many years ago. What I do know for sure, is that he was an awesome man who loved his family dearly.
I spent my early childhood in Scotland, where I have precious memories of wearing bright red poppies every November in remembrance for those who lost their lives at war.
Despite the political controversy the poppy symbol has generated in recent years, it's still something I hold dear to my heart. Something that reminds me of sacrifice, bravery, compassion and my sweet Grandad Mark.