Well, I’m now officially a married woman. I shan’t dwell too much on the wedding day as it was pretty perfect, and no one really wants to hear about perfection. So instead I shall give you a snapshot of our honeymoon….. We … Continue reading
It’s never a good sign when you return from your wedding makeup trial and your father exclaims you ‘look remarkably like Amy Winehouse,’ followed by your mother, ‘no she doesn’t, she looks like she’s been punched in the face.’
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I have become a house bore. For the past month when anyone has asked how I am, it began with ‘STRESSED – I am in the middle of house renovations’, before rattling off various floor/door/colour match issues. Whilst I gallantly braved the … Continue reading
I do apologise for the long absence on the blog, but I have just emerged from a long and hard battle with a cat. Yes, a cat has been destroying my daily happiness for many weeks, after it discovered my door … Continue reading
A few weeks ago The Bald One and I enrolled in Spy School. Well, sort of. It is essentially an interactive game where you have to pretend to be a spy. Our first ‘mission’ was to meet a woman in a … Continue reading
Despite England losing the rugby in spectacular fashion on Saturday, I felt I learnt a few crucial life lessons when watching a sporting event with men: Never ask about the rules. If unsure what is happening, just shout ‘THAT’S A KNOCK … Continue reading
The Bald One turned 30 this week and despite a 10 minute lecture on why we shouldn’t be celebrating his birthday (something along the lines of ‘Clauds, I’m one step closer to death, why would I would want to celebrate … Continue reading
I can’t think of many things which beat the taste of freshly baked banana bread. Well, that’s a lie, winning the lottery must be pretty awesome, but seeing as I’ve never won and you can’t actually eat pound notes (I suppose you … Continue reading
*SNORE ALERT* I shall be talking about my Gap Year. However, I like to think my Gap Year wasn’t an ordinary travelling experience. Bored at school I threw a dart at a map and said to myself I would go … Continue reading
In hindsight it was probably quite an odd thing to do, but to in my mind it was perfectly logical to make my own birthday cake. The fact of the matter is, I have Cake Distrust Syndrome (it’s pretty self-explanatory) but … Continue reading
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