How not to date – a simple tale

Act one: the set up Dipped my toe into Tinder’s murky waters for a couple of days. I swear, it’s as addictive as Lays campesina crisps. Or crack. I have partaken of only one of these. Nice chap, artist, illustrator, cartoonist, educator……… and founder of his own art-based charity to help refugee children. ^does a […]

Valentine’s 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. […]

New Year’s Eve

It’s a funny old thing, isn’t it? For me anyway. I really can’t remember the last time that I did the whole, head-to-toe, two day preparation ‘out out‘, New Year’s Eve. Not since my siblings and I went to the ‘Living Room’ (not ‘a‘ living room. That would be weird. A family coming home from […]

Reasons Why I don’t have kids #39

Complete lack of logic, humans are so complex. When I say humans, I mean me.  Picture this, if you will, a happy family scene, possibly Sunday after lunch – perfectly prepared by me – hot cavalier hubby, has retired to the sofa to read The Sunday Times supplements, and twiddle with his moustache. The kids, […]

Paris part II – July 2014

I’ve said it before, but I will say it again.  I’m a lucky woman. For a start, I’m writing this from the beach. Which is 15 minutes from my place. Enjoying the hazy sun and a balmy breeze. (It’s the little things.) But most importantly for me, I have infinite freedom.  I’ve learnt that the […]

Reasons why I don’t have kids #24

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 […]

Panknado: The Return, Barcelona

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, […]

Diagnosis Funk

If you go to the doctor to discuss The Funk, without really knowing what exactly it is that you’ve got, but you just feel bad and weird and you say, “Doctor, I feel bad and weird and don’t want to paint my toe-nails a pretty colour”, he/she will tell you to take a seat and […]

and the countdown begins!

to loTs of ThinGS!  OVer ExciTED, ME!??!?!?!  YAY!  Whoop….. (just a little) So, tomorrow is the final day of Dry January, firstly.  During this month I have been out a couple of times with the girls and had nothing-but realised I still feel 100% perfectly comfortable and at ease talking about penis galleries, flaccid penises and shadow […]