You know who I felt bad for last weekend? The Instalovers. I mean, is it even Valentine’s if you can’t competitively post images of every little detail? The perfect dinner, the flowers, the present(s), the weekend away, the proposal. Is it even love if it’s not on social media. I think it’s the first time […]
Another day, another dollar. Or: another year, another day of somewhat forced reflection as to why I’m still single and not being awoken with a big fat portion of Instagrammable love. You know, a kiss and a coffee and a pain au chocolat flown in from Paris all the while looking forward to a day […]
This might be the first time in my life, since boys started to be on my radar (circa 1849), that I kind of forgot about Valentine’s Day. Of course there is a little marketing to remind us, and I say that without a hint of sarcasm, but it really didn’t occur to me until today. […]
…. like we need that weird pair gloves from the Innovations Catalogue, made of towel, that are redundant, because you know: towels. Yep, it’s that time of year again, when we gaze longingly into the jeweller’s window, surreptitiously glance at the overpriced heart-shaped menu as we pass the restaurant, and are bombarded with guilt-inducing images […]
You’ve changed my life, (and probably the lives of millions, around the world), but let’s not talk about them. I want to think that I’m your special one. I can’t thank you enough, for the things you’ve introduced me to that I might never have experienced, had I not met you. From the moment we […]
Who indeed. And who was it who said this? Why, the inimitable Mr Wilde of course, and as always; he was completely right. Except not about actual poor people, with or without love they are really, as in the dictionary definition; poor. No amount of trying to beam amour from your eyes intensely into the […]
*PSYCH!! Gotcha. It’s not that I have a problem with the day, per se, no, no, not at all. That’s not the case one bit. In fact, it makes me feel really great about myself. What I tend to do on this day, is spend my time, wandering about Barcelona, (and other towns and cities […]
“That’s weird, I wonder why the gym’s so empty”, said Anne, entering alone on Friday February 14th, 19:15 hrs……….
Family, friends and lovers……. Wherever you are and whatever you are doing, I’m thinking of you today and sending giant loves atcha! Remember; everything is possible.
It’s ‘remember you’re on your own’ month. F*ck*ng marvellous…………
The Secret Diary of Anne Pank 