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
In nine days, I’ll be departing my current workplace and taking an unfamiliar plunge into a whole new territory, the like of which I’ve not seen in five years. That’s right. I’ve got a new job. Five years of working for some of the UK’s biggest FMCG brands, forging a path through the trials and
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
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
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 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
