Lived on my own for 16 years. Happily single. Own house. Own car. Own money. Own mind.
You come to my house... I'll cook you anything. Roast dinner, curry, spaghetti bolognaise, chilli, omelette. Anything you want.
For the life of me I cannot do a poached egg. I've asked other people, I've watched endless videos on YouTube, I've googled it. Yesterday I asked a B&B owner who gave me new advice... I got hopeful. Today I've wasted four eggs before 8.30am.
I fucking give up.