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 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
There are some people who glide through life elegantly and daintily, whilst others jostle, barrage and stumble their way through it. Unfortunately, I am in the latter category. From week to week I’m usually embroiled in some embarrassing moment – like the time I spent the whole day … 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
Sometimes I dream of cleaning. Whilst some people battle with weight/drugs/alcohol addictions, I deal with the urge to clean. It has even extended to polishing my next door neighbours windows when I know they’re away. Similarly my diary follows a … Continue reading
My left arm is currently cloaked in a bright red cast and it’s not because I just felt like getting festive early, it’s due to a broken wrist. I’d love to say that I broke it because I helped rescue … Continue reading
Like many of my family recipes, I’ve no idea where this has come from. There’s a scribble at top of the battered old recipe card saying ‘Renie’ but I’ve never heard of, and certainly never met this elusive woman. But … Continue reading
