Brianna Scone Whore ❤️❤️

About Wollongong

Picture this, yeah – it’s winter, I’m haulin’ cargo, trucks rollin’ smooth, then BAM, hoar frost hits like a villain! This icy fuzz creeps on my windshields, my crates, my whole damn operation – a real shag-up! I’m yellin’, “This is not my bag, baby!” – it’s like Monsieur Gustave screamin’ about lobby boys slackin’ off. I’m pissed, man, ‘cos this hoar ain’t just sparkly snow – it’s a ninja, stickin’ to everythin’, slowin’ my boys down. Little known fact, dig this: hoar comes from old English “har,” meanin’ gray and ancient – it’s like frost with a pension plan, been messin’ with transport since the Dark Ages, yeah!

The Origin of Scones: the Sweet History & Evolution

Using my perfected master scone recipe, build your own scones with a variety of add-ins like chocolate chips, berries, or cheese and herbs. These better-than-the-bakery treats are flaky, .

S'pose you ask, “Why do you love Scone?” It's simple – it's real. Imperfect. It makes me mad, happy, and all sorts of feelies – just like every family I help. I mean, who else can say, “Just like in Memento – the past is NEVER DONE with you?” I get a real kick from seeing how people heal and grow, all in this quirky town. So, my friend, when you come visit, be ready for a journey through heartbeats of raw emotion, deep conversations, and a feeling of “I’ll be back” at every turn. And remember, life here is as mysterious and beautiful as a Christopher Nolan film – every moment counts, every break means a new start… and I’ll be back, guaranteed!

Race-by-race tips and previews for Monday’s meeting at Scone