I know it's not officially the beginning but it feels like it. I won this holiday and while it isn't free, it essentially is. I paid for my airfare and I will have to pay for the useless kimono I am sure to purchase and a few beers, but the rest has been covered. It … Continue reading One Foot on the Platform
Hug your Dad
It's not something you ever think you'll have to do. I mean you know you'll do it eventually but most of your life you pretend that it's forever away. You pretend that you'll know when it happens. You pretend that they'll be old and frail and you pretend that you'll be grateful that the pain … Continue reading Hug your Dad
The Splendour of Splendour
It is safe to say that festival life has changed for me. I have fond memories of losing shoes in mud pits, drowning in urine splash back, watching other - ballsier people - sneaking vodka in the gates with water bottles, but above all generally spending my days mildly uncomfortable, irritated and needing to go … Continue reading The Splendour of Splendour
8 Week Challenge
When you get bullied into doing an 8 week challenge with your gym, a number of things scream at the forefront of your brain that you are not allowed to let filter out of your mouth. You won't be able to drink! You have to eat rocket for 8 whole weeks! You can't not eat … Continue reading 8 Week Challenge
I can run even if it wobbles.
I am an active gym member. It's normally after I utter this sentence that I still wait for the raucous laughter to follow. I do not look like a gym meme. I do not look like I drink a protein shake pre-workout. In fact I don't look anything like the kind of person who even … Continue reading I can run even if it wobbles.
Position Vacant
I scoff regularly that all I need in a man is shoes, teeth and a job. I tell myself that shoes indicate he can dress himself, having teeth means he's somewhat hygienic and a job indicates that he has a sense of responsibility and maturity. It's a far stretch and as my friends sometimes remind … Continue reading Position Vacant
The End of Round 1
Contestant #3 far outshone the rest on paper. He was funny, attentive enough without appearing obsessive, interested in the world and from his photos appeared like he enjoyed life and liked to live in it. Some of you were hoping #3 would text/call, whatever it took to ask me out. And Thursday night he did. … Continue reading The End of Round 1
Ding Ding Ding – Round 1
It's been over a week. Internet dating has been in my life for over a week and I don't think I am any closer to giving my patiently waiting mother any grandchildren. (She thinks that's what I am doing, hunting for baby daddy material. While I'm not sure that I am, I'm not sure that … Continue reading Ding Ding Ding – Round 1
The Year of the Band Aid
2014. The year of the band aid. I've made a conscious decision not to put off things that I normally put off. This year, they going to happen like ripping off a band aid. That slight awkwardness and anxiety of upcoming pain followed by a slight lift at the edge, then, tear it. Fast. All … Continue reading The Year of the Band Aid
The Chubby Red Heads
It seems I have a thing for chubby red heads. If you've been around for a little while, this is not news for you and it's probably not even surprising. I've always done things a little differently and liked things that are a little quirky. It's not often you hear "Oh, that's a hot ranga." … Continue reading The Chubby Red Heads
life in big frilly knickers 