The state of dry drinking in the UK
As I rapidly approach my 5th month sober I can’t help but reflect on the state of dry (sober) drinking in the UK. I have…
Lifestyle archive
I’ll be the first to admit I’m not entirely sure what a lifestyle blog is. Apparently it’s what used to be called a personal blog, for those of us who’ve been doing this since the 90s. Either way, it seems to incorporate all the day-to-day life stuff. So here goes, my “lifestyle”...
Making memories: the ‘C’ word
The ‘festive’ C word, that is. I’m not sure I can bring myself to say it yet. C… Chr… Christmas. Aargh! Don’t get me wrong,…
Glamour, Glabrousness and Glad Rags
Glamour I recently did a nudey/boudoir photoshoot for Gaz’s upcoming birthday. It was supposed to be a surprise, but there was little point in attempting…
300ft is really quite a lot
Last week I told you all about Team SCA‘s bloody AMAZING all-female crew winning the 8th leg of the Volvo Ocean Race, and that in…
Risks, boundaries and a 300ft jump
Back in June 2015 Team SCA won the 8th leg of the Volvo Ocean Race which in its whole, spans 5 continents and over 39000…
Now that’s out of the way…
So now the introspective waffle is out of the way, let’s talk about the small matter of me turning 30 in a few days. Not…
London take two: part two
Those of you anxiously awaiting the news of my second ‘big’ London trip (hi mum) will be disappointed to know that there was little in…
London take two
I’m in London tomorrow for a blogger event thing — something to do with cooking something, I don’t know, but I get to meet Kip…
A what’s NOT in my bag post
After asking you beautiful people for blog post suggestions yesterday, you dutifully provided me with several of which I will no doubt make use of…
I have too many dresses
I nipped up Telford Town Centre today, because two invoices coming in on the same day made me feel rich meant I could get my…
Recipe: Eton Mess Cake
Yesterday was Gaz‘s birthday and in true birthday tradition (AKA any excuse for cake) I decided to bake, with the “help” of the kids. Normally…
If I inherited a million pounds
I don’t play the lottery (aka “tax on the poor”), scratchcards, or indeed gamble at all. It’s not that I have any ethical/moral concerns about…
