And there’s every need to be afraid. Not only are we dangling on the precipice of another Conservative reign, the Christmas ads have hit the telly and we must now all frantically shop for meaningless gifts as if love and consumerism were one and the same. For the past four weeks since my post reminiscing
Before I begin this shameless trip through my own personal history via my jewellery box, I’d like to apologise for yet another extended absence. To say June into July has been a clusterfuck of commitments and life changes would be an understatement. The weekend before last, during what has to be one of the most
Despite having entered the age bracket where reproduction is basically obligatory, and pyjamas by 6:30pm is socially acceptable, on occasion I’m still invited out of the house to celebrate the fact that two adult humans have opted to spend the rest of their lives together. On Saturday (16th Feb), I was lucky enough to
It’s not enough these days to go home of a weekend knowing that you’ve done a good job throughout the week and tell no-one but your husband and the cats. Success and public profile go hand-in-hand; every good PR professional knows this. But what about the art of PR’ing ourselves – the PR people?
There are few things in life that I love more than travelling – except perhaps my husband and our cats. For many people travel is an escape from the humdrum of everyday life; a way of meeting new people, experiencing new things, and counting down towards a bit of excitement. At 31, I’ve been
I’m going to start this post by saying that I’m aware that I’m no TV critic – even though I watch a hell of a lot of it. Like most people I’m usually knee deep in Netflix of a weekend and can binge watch a box set with the best of them, but I
If you’ve ever attended a business meeting of any kind, you’ll be familiar with the grinding tedium that can ensue when a group of people are thrown together in one room and forced to make decisions and/or eye contact. In an age where most conversations now take place over email, you can sometimes forgive
Several years ago, I made a pact with myself that by the time I turned 30 I’d be running my own blog; cataloguing my thoughts and deeds, and giving me a creative outlet beyond the day-to-day working in the PR industry. It’s October 2018 and I’ve finally done it – four months after my 31st