I can't cook. 

I mean, I love to cook, however, it has come to my attention that I can't cook anything without it either being under cooked or overcooked. The reason to why I am on about cooking is purely because I am currently trying to cook a quiche. A quiche which has a tin cover thing around it. Now, I don't know whether this tin is supposed to be put in the oven along with the quiche or whether I was supposed to take it off. I am pretty sure I was supposed to keep it on....I have no idea. NO IDEA. 

I would be an awful chef. 

Asides from my incapability to cook, (I believe that is the correct term), I cannot swim. I can try. But realistically, I cannot. I also can't write, as you may notice. I cannot do a lot of things. However, I can ride a bike. That is one of the few things I can actually do. 

As per usual, I have no clue what I am rambling on about. However, I hope you do. 

Come Dine With Me is currently on the television. Hopefully you should know what this program is, if not, basically a group of strangers host a dinner party for one another whilst getting to know each other. Usually this program is full of 'banter' as to which it is now. WHY DO FEMALES CAUSE BANTER. WHY?