I’m surprised I can really remember anything about our trip, considering I’ve been back in the office for over a fortnight and my days of cocktails, meandering around unfamiliar streets and spending money I don’t have are long behind me (for now). Of all the places we were set to visit, Dubai was the one
With the first few days of our holiday completed having successfully reached Thailand, battled jet lag and begun to adjust to the stifling humidity, we were ready to get on another plane for the next stop on what some intolerable social media ‘influencers’ might describe as our ‘journey’. There was very little I knew about
When you’ve been together for 11 years and married for five of those, travel becomes the perfect outlet for keeping the adventure alive and making new memories. Spoiler alert; this write-up is about to get very wanky, very quickly. Eight weeks ago, having debated how to spend our five-year wedding anniversary, we decided to take
One week on from our trip back to Royston Vasey, I thought it was time to reflect on the day. I am however battling a raging cold brought on by a Hepatitis A booster I had on Thursday for my upcoming holiday, so bear with me if I’m incoherent. I’m starting to think those anti-vaxxers
It’s been a fortnight since we returned from Mykonos and it already feels like we never went at all. If it wasn’t for my depleted bank balance and the overwhelming post-holiday come down, I’d be sure I’d dreamt it. Admittedly the past fortnight has been a bit of a blur, complete with meetings, too many
By Friday of last week, following what can only be described as an ABYSMAL end to my working week, I was ready for a break. Earlier this year, I wrote about the trials and tribulations of booking a holiday with friends and the pitfalls it can bring when you’ve no idea how to choose a
Here’s a summary of how this week has been so far… It is hot. Boris Johnson is Prime Minister. I have already had three gins and two Kit-Kats. So, it’s going well. In seriousness I’ve been travelling about a bit recently, whether that’s visiting friends or having friends visit me, and I’ve found myself to-ing
There it was again. That familiar feeling. As I put my face on for the day, I felt the wave of nausea which has become so familiar to me over the years. I call it my ‘anxiety belly’, and as I sat at my dressing table readying myself for the day, it washed over me
I can only apologise for the hideously inconsiderate way in which I’ve carried on about my business this past fortnight without posting so much as a sausage – or even a witty remark about a sausage. It’s been a bit of a funny one in that I was away the weekend before Easter for
It’s rare that I get to visit London for anything other than a same-day return and a two-hour business meeting, but this past weekend I was fortunate to have a spare couple of days to visit my friend Suzi. A long-time resident of Wanstead (that’s East London to anyone unfamiliar), and a family friend
