Ms Anne Pank some dark, gothic street Barcelona Dear United States of America, I hope you don’t mind me getting in touch with you like this, but the desire was too strong to ignore. Tomorrow is D-Day. Don’t f*ck it up. I do apologise, let me rephrase that. Failing President Obama – knowledgeable, elegant, diplomatic, […]
Another day, another article drawing attention to women without children who appear to be simply getting on with life. These particular women however, just happen to be getting on with life in public office. This weekend, The Sunday Times ‘tantalised‘ us with a secret about Nicola Sturgeon, Scotland’s First Minister. ‘OOOOOooohhhhh’ thought my inner Kenneth Williams. I […]
Ah August, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways…… Exercise, creativity, reading the shit out of stuff, taking better care of myself, a two month health kick. You know the drill. So filled with dizzying enthusiasm for a productivity-packed summer vacation was I (again) that I almost completely forgot that I am, in […]
The beach. I have five different levels of SPF, to ensure an even tan. And to gradually reduce the strength as the summer progresses. I have a two litre bottle of water, frozen in the freezer overnight so that it stays cold for the maximum time. No-one likes drinking bath temperature water. I have a […]
So, in the midst of post-Brexit chaos, the fight for the leadership of the Conservative party rumbles on, tossing aside carcasses as if mown down by the wheel-blades of some post apocalyptic desert vehicle from Mad Max. First Boris ‘take back control, until I need to actually take control’ Johnson, followed by Liam ‘nepotism is […]
My heart is broken. Physically, I am displaying the following symptoms; dull ache in the chest, gut wrenching and knotted stomach. Emotionally, an overwhelming sadness. I can’t stop crying. Last time I experienced these was when a significant long-term romantic relationship ended. Which means that I was actually in love with the European Union, and […]
With a little over a week to go until the biggest decision the British public have faced, and are likely to face in their lifetime, I thought it only right as an aunty to ten munchkins in Blighty; to proffer my concerns for their future. There has been much weeping and wailing and beating of breasts […]
What a time to be alive!!! And I don’t know how to write that in a way that you’ll understand just how sad the whole sorry mess is. And that I am in no way joking. Dennis Leary said it best when he said, ‘Racism isn’t born, folks, it’s taught. I have a two-year-old son. […]
After the events of the past couple of weeks, (no, I’m not talking about blah, blah Brexit, legend Ali passing away or rapists’ father and friends trying to garner sympathy for the poor perpetrator who can’t eat steak anymore. Just the kids vs wild animals sagas), I’ve realised that being a parent is costlier than […]
In the last couple of weeks I have experienced a pretty surprising couple of contretemps in my Twitter timeline. This is a first for me. But, not one to shy away from confrontation, if it’s warranted, I faced them head on in a virtual sparring match. Interestingly, both conflabs were with (for the most part, […]
The Secret Diary of Anne Pank 