I like weekends like this: Cocktails Roof terrace Chat Dinner Chat Wine Tango Chat Wine Death hour return home Beer New friends Tapas Chat Cava Wine Life-righting Whiskey Chat Bourbon Gut-spillage Death hour return home A little work Bourbon More gut – spillage A little work Wine Impromtu gig Making new friends The leisure of […]
‘I’m in a Facebook organised vigilante group that hunts down pickpockets on the Metro.’ So began my latest foray into dating. It’s been more than a year since I last mustered even a hint of enthusiasm for it. Goddam you all the way to Hell, Covid-19 ^shakes tiny fist at the heavens^. I finally arrived […]
As I leave this green and pleasant land, the same way I arrived, slightly hungover, after two and a half weeks with family and friends (old and new), I take with me the following: • It’s cold and wet. All year. Usually just when I arrive in Wales. • North Wales is breathtakingly beautiful, in […]
…here’s the thing. I have some awesomely cool friends. I’m hanging out with some of the guys at Marciac Jazz Festival. As a former organiser and programmer, I feel like I’ve died and gone to Heaven. Really. Look at this venue. Look at the line-up, look at the list of sponsors. It’s a dream come […]
For the second time in the last three months, I’ve been picked up in a tornado of unexpected, and marvellously spontaneous activity on a Friday night, and not seen the outside world until I landed heavily on the other side, this time on my way to work on Wednesday morning. Dark glasses an absolute necessity, […]
to all existing readers and those who are new to my diary, we have broken through the sound barrier (well, the blog version), more than 2000 hits since the start of time – 2nd January 2014. Thank you many kisses -in all the languages! xxx
Australia, Bulgaria and Ireland!!!! Hi there. xx
The Secret Diary of Anne Pank 