You know you’re growing up when you’re able to afford a cleaner. It’s one of the biggest luxuries and my cleaner has been exceptionally tolerant of my behaviour. When she first arrived, a year ago, I got a note from the agency saying … Continue reading
And so, The Bald One and I have put up with each other for a year. To celebrate my Personal Best at a relationship, we decided to book somewhere a little fancy for dinner. By the time 7pm on Saturday … Continue reading
I’ve realised that I like to make things difficult for myself. I take an average chore and make it into an ACHIEVEMENT. Here’s a little insight into my day: Morning routine – I allow myself an hour and a half … Continue reading
Apparently this week is Chocolate Week. I’ve always pondered who decides these things. If I woke up one day and announced ‘TODAY IS MARTINI WEEK’ I wonder who would join me – most likely it would just be me knocking back the … 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
*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
For the last couple of weeks I’ve been away in Holland working at an art fair. This is not your average village fair – if you happened to have million quid to burn you could happily spend it in the … 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
Picture this: It’s Friday night 9am, my kitchen and I are covered head to toe in a mixture of ganache, beetroot and food colouring, whilst wondering how to create a terracotta pot out of marzipan. Admittedly a strange combination when … Continue reading
As I was slumped in front of the TV the other night my phone rang. Arrhh, it was my good mate Hannah. ‘Clauds, fancy cycling to Paris in a couple of weeks?!’ As I looked on the floor, I saw … Continue reading
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