hot cocktail

Must-try HOT TODDY

Hot Toddy

This traditional cocktail is a great way to warm up on a chilly, blustery night. Made with honey and lemon, it’s also thought to help soothe and relieve cold symptoms.


  • 8 ounces hot water
  • 1 bag herbal tea
  • 1 tablespoon honey
  • 1 ounce bourbon whiskey
  • 1 lemon wedge


  1. Pour hot water into a mug and steep tea for 2-3 minutes.
  2. Remove tea bag and add honey, stirring to dissolve.
  3. Pour in whiskey, add a squeeze of lemon and stir.
The houses what they feel what they fear

Cold ice cream on a hot summer day, cocktail party, barbecue, dancing till morning, the buzz of too much alcohol, stupid dares, skating with your mates, arm wrestling, loud laughs till the stomach hurts, shouting when your favourite band comes on, howling the lyrics in the crowd, running till you’re out of breath, tickle attacks, the get together after two years, calling your friend at 3am, spitting contests, the cheers on new year’s eve.

The panic in the crowd, the fear of being too loud, to be hated by your loved ones, the boogyman that steals your dreams,

The sun on your face, the light tan on your skin, the easy smiles given to strangers, lying in the garden, the first blossoms of spring, waking up to a sunny day, walking in a new outfit, enthusiastic cheers, first sip of champagne, giggles, braiding hair, shining eyes, paint smeared on your sleeves, the air after the rain, whistling your favourite song, barefoot running in the street, the perfect birthday song.

To be the fifth wheel, the over the top, treason within the closest group of friends, waiting for the crash and burn, the beast in the deep waters,
Post traumatic stress disorder.

The crunching of leaves beneath your boots, the smell of old books, red wine, scented candles, sweater weather, laughing loudly when nobody’s listening, solitude and quiet, the pet’s favorite, hot baths, reading till the morning, eyes for details, sand under your feet, daydreaming, inhaling fresh air, autumn style, long scarfs, self carved pumpkin on Halloween.

Too many thoughts, voices that aren’t there, the looming figure in the dark, the cold grip of fear, glassy eyes,

The winter wind in your face, black coffee, stargazing, walking through the untouched snow, the glow of a single candle, the smell of the night, the sea in the morning, the eye of the storm, running late and not caring, dark lipstick, darker nails, smirks and winks, ink on paper and skin, swimming in cold water, drawing a perfect portrait, the wind in the trees, sweet revenge, dancing on ice, the glow of the Christmas tree.

The silent cries, suffering in silence, the loneliness, the parent that pushes you down, too many bruisies and scars and lies, losing control, giving in,

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Name: Robyn
Age: 20
Country: United Kingdom

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Bears, green, photography, hot chocolate, rain, puns, cocktails, music, books, art and movies.

Exploring, festivals, clubbing, cafés, independent shops, nights in, netflix, and train journeys.

Preferences: 19+, english speaking, any gender