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
This was it. The big day. All was in hand. The dress fit like a dream, the shoes had arrived in time and unscathed, and I was ready to walk down the aisle polished and mentally prepared for the barrage of extended family that would inevitably follow post-ceremony. It’s a hard life being a wedding
Now is the season of impending nuptials. At least I think that’s what Shakespeare said. June is a month where at least two things are guaranteed to happen – neither of which include the bizarre combination of sunshine and thunderstorms that we’ve experienced in the North West of England over the past 24 hours: I’m
In between watching Game of Thrones, having my hair cut, and building my Beauty Bay wish list, I’m pleased to say I’ve had chance over the weekend to spend some quality time with my favourite (only) nephew and his ma. When I say quality time, I do of course mean time spent catching up
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
Easter is nearly upon us, which means that the year is speeding by so quickly I could vomit. It also means Sam is growing up at a terrifying rate. I’m not sure whether it’s because I’m 32 this year, but I don’t remember ever coming out with half of the absurdly grown up statements
I was finishing work on a client’s end of year review when Jeremy Vine announced that today he’d be covering the subject of diets. Do they work or are they just a monumental waste of time, he pondered? Don’t worry, Jezza wasn’t paying us a visit at the office or anything. In standard workplace
I’m not sure whether it’s because I’m getting older, but lately I’ve found myself with an insatiable desire to get my shit together. There was a time when the mere idea of having a ‘routine’ on the weekend bored me to tears. What’s the use in having a routine when you could be hit
It’s been a pretty good start to the year for Sam. He’s returned to school with all the enthusiasm you can expect from an 8-year-old. He’s firing through maths and English like Oscar Pistorius through a bathroom door, and this year he’s going on his first grown-up holiday abroad with his mum and some
When the story of one woman’s humiliating and tortuous two-hour job interview began doing the rounds last week, it got me thinking about the whole awkward and often drawn out process of looking for a job. Graduate Olivia Bland had high hopes about Web Applications UK. She’d survived stage one of the interview process and
