One for the Parker faithful
Muscle Memory
The silent business partner that is grief and the memories that keep you afloat
Talk To Me Goose
You never forget your first crush, for me it was Anthony Edwards' Goose in Top Gun. While the majority of the population swooned over Maverick I was #CampGoose Imagine my horror when he was brutally ejected head first into the canopy! For years I held Tom Cruise accountable – I genuinely boycotted all his movies... Continue Reading →
The Elephant in the Room
If anyone asks me what my favourite Disney film is my instant reply is Aladdin – who can resist the musical scores and the incomparable Robin Williams at his ad-libbing big energy best. However, a close runner up to would be Dumbo, which earned its place in my heart for entirely different reasons. Before I... Continue Reading →
Failsafe
What if we could fail safely? What if we never truly failed...only learned.
Fyneshade
Have you ever had an affair? Personally, my nerves couldn’t take it, all the clandestine meetings and coded texts. Plus, I feel like a ‘proper’ adulteress would own tights and wear matching underwear rather than cartoon socks and sports bras. Also, I’m a creature of habit, I like the same skin to covet, a lover’s... Continue Reading →
The Land of Lost Things
I have to say I'm not the luckiest of folk; I'm the wrong side of 40 with bilateral kidney stones, osteoarthritis, a chequered history when it comes to mental health and my Dances with Wolves name is 'Drinks for Comfort',. However…two exceptional things have happened in the past decade; first, I was lucky enough to... Continue Reading →
Blue Peter
Okay…so it's been a while; dear god I think I've just written my future Tinder bio! At least I wouldn't be one of those irritating Jesus pushers who manage to cram red flag phrases like 'trustworthy' and 'god fearing' into their character limit. Although thanks to an emergency tooth extraction giving the impression I consult... Continue Reading →
Swallow
Drag your mind from the gutter will you. I confess after I’ve drank enough rum to fell a small elephant I’ve been known to flick through the channels and linger voyeuristically over Naked Attraction for longer than I’d care to admit (it’s actually quite liberating as a woman seeing all those Fu-Fus and realising you’re... Continue Reading →
There’s no I in Teams
Okay so it’s been a little while and I’ve got to admit, I’m not in the best of places. In fact, right now its midday and I’m still in my dressing gown, wondering when the pharmaceuticals are going to kick in. Below is a little blog I wrote for my work while everyone struggled to... Continue Reading →