Fear not, I’m not about to launch into an evangelical tirade concerning the sugar content of the popular confectionery treat (although in the interests of full disclosure, whatever they pack in those miniscule globules of goodness is enough to see me clean the entire house in under an hour). Rather I wanted to have a... Continue Reading →
I have a confession to make, whilst I want to encourage you to allow your mug to be captured on celluloid, I’m slightly guilty of Madge’s Papa Don’t Preach, in that my first reaction the moment someone requests a photo is to become a hive of industry. I’m not suggesting you rush out and buy... Continue Reading →
Don’t worry, I’m not about to ask you to prove you’re a natural blonde. However, I will let you into one of my personal beliefs and it’s not that the children are our future (although alarmingly at some stage they will inevitably take over the so called free world as we know it) rather I... Continue Reading →
Unfortunately, I can’t do justice to Michael Stipes’ soaring vocal, but as a teenager I could often be found skulking in corners, eagerly awaiting the comforting blanket of dusk. It was a huge gulf in audience, that leap from junior to secondary school, I’m not too proud to say I didn’t just flounder, I retreated. ... Continue Reading →
I was a clumsy kid; some things don’t change. I’ve lost count of the fractures I accumulated in my early years, but it never bothered me. At that age you attained almost celebrity status once that magical cast was set over your damaged limb. Suddenly kids you never knew couldn’t wait to pen their name... Continue Reading →
If you’re reading this, you may have cottoned on by the title, that I am a ma-hoo-sive Stranger Things fan! Seriously I’ve lost count of the times I’ve binge watched both series whilst unceremoniously anointing myself in crumbs from scoffing one too many chocolate digestives. However, my devotion to it goes beyond the van flips... Continue Reading →
Ever notice how when someone shines the spotlight on you, your brain immediately freezes? Every prior thought drains from you like rats fleeing a sinking ship. No? Just me then! I'd say I'm similar to Khaleesi, minus the dragons and the body. I'm more Maker of Chains and First to the Toilet than rightful heir... Continue Reading →
I’m not going to lie to you, I was a late starter to the world of self-maintenance. That’s not to say I’m averse to hygiene, more I was naïve in keeping up with the times. While my sister conspiratorially discussed VPL with her college friends (which to me sounded nasty and possibly warranted a prescription... Continue Reading →
If you’re reading this, that means you’re somewhere around the zone I was about 6 years ago, post pregnancy, post breakdown; when I caught sight of my ramshackle self and not only didn’t recognise my face or body, but I was wearing the clothes my mother had purchased for me from Bon March as opposed... Continue Reading →
Some monsters don’t lurk under your bed; they lay right beside you in it. I’ll be honest with you, I wasn’t the coolest kid growing up. I’ve never had a ‘squad’ and I’ve always been more geek life than thug life. While everyone wore their Take That and Party t-shirts I was writing to my... Continue Reading →
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