Back at the beginning of March, I wrote <\/b>this post<\/a><\/u>\u00a0entitled You’re Ovary Acting\u00a0in aid of\u00a0<\/b>Ovarian Cancer Awareness Month<\/a>\u00a0and pledged to hold my own event to raise funds and awareness for gynae cancer charity,\u00a0The Eve Appeal<\/b><\/a>.\u00a0<\/b>Having set the date for my <\/b>Make Time For Tea<\/a> charity fundraiser,\u00a0I figured I’d best tackle two of my all-time personal pet hates: coffee and cooking.<\/b><\/p>\n

I know most humans are drawn to coffee like cats to catnip, but for me it’s a major turn-off: the aroma, the bitter taste, the tar-like appearance. Just…no. Similarly, the very notion of trying to conjure up a Jamie Oliver creation in 30 short minutes is completely alien to me – I mean why would you even put yourself under that kind of undue pressure? Just thinking<\/i> about pans bubbling over and utensils clattering is enough to bring me out in hives. The thing with cooking is that there’s just so much effort<\/i> involved. You do the maths: take a gazillion ingredients, add several different cooking durations and temperature requirements, sprinkle in a few distractions such as Facebook and the telly, then subtract the luxury of enough time…equals so many opportunities for things to go pear-shaped. Far<\/i> too much admin, if you ask me.<\/p>\n