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 funny how things work out when you befriend a group of strangers while visiting the memorial bench of your comedy hero. Those of you who’ve been reading my blog for a while (if you’re out there?) will recall this post back in May, where I reviewed a trip to Hadfield, Derbyshire, after meeting up
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’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
