It is 10:30 on Sunday morning
I am on my way to the gym. That is all.
I am on my way to the gym. That is all.
Well, on a scale of 1-OFF the scale excitement, I’m at just about blowing my t*ts off excited!!! And that’s no mean feat. The Secret Diary of Anne Pank is just a mere seven views away from 1000 since it began on 2nd January. That’s one WHOLE thousand views of pages on my site. So, […]
Wait, what’s that?? Whoa, it feels a little bit strange. No no, hold-on. Well!! It’s been quite a long time since I’ve experienced this sensation….. No, that can’t be right, tell me it’s true, is that – a – HIP BONE?!?!?!? (don’t be utterly ridiculous. Uncomfortably tight knicker elastic cutting in.)
Sometimes, I get a massage from a student!! Well, today was the first time, but hey, who’s counting?? I have had the most excrutiating pain in my right shoulder blade and collar bone and right down my right arm for three days, which has kept me awake and made me just the tiniest bit (foul […]
Thank you for visiting and looking. Much love Anne Xxx
(Geordie accent here.) Day 15 in the Dry January house. *Anne is in the bedroom. 10:00 am. Anne has been reflecting on the night before. “Ah man, I could have well done a cheeky little cava at tango last night.” 10:06 am. Anne is still in the bedroom, still reflecting on the night before. “I […]
You are never too old to wear sequins. I like to try and wear at least some at most all opportunities. To tango, obviously, this is a given and LOTS on special occasions, like dancey people’s birthdays. And Sundays. It’s like my own, private Strictly Come Dancing (inside my head). To the supermarket, to work […]
None more so than an inability to express oneself as effectively as one would like. My girlfriends and I have been lamenting the lack of rude emoticons on whatsapp. (You know who you are, Mrs L, LS!) Sometimes you just wanna send each other a comedy picture of a cartoony penis. You know? *sigh**** Is […]
And my giant bone hurled square in my chops, with enough force to take a Polar bear* out, this week is a very valuable life lesson: READ ENCLOSED INFORMATION WHEN YOU GET NEW STUFF!! Because, funnily enough, most of the answers and solutions are in there, for later down the line when say, your laptop […]
that on the six(teen)th hour of the sixth day of the sixth month (after the break up) the ex, who we will refer to here as TT -Twinkle Toes/Temper Tantrum/Silly T*t – artistic license – hath finally seen the error of his fool-hardy ways. They being unceremoniously dumping me by email in July of last […]