This week I’ve been mostly thinking about…

…the bonding powers of baking My poor old flatmate signed himself up to make cakes for his team on Valentine’s Day (of all days). At 10.30pm when I got home on Sunday night, the cakes were unmade and he looked like a man about to be taken to the gallows. Together  we blitzed it in … Continue reading »

4: Top Gun

I got sent to Italy on a job for work, flying to Pisa for an international car launch. Me, with no motoring knowledge at all, and a group of men, some well-known, who have built their careers around writing about cars. You couldn’t have dropped me in the middle of a more masculine event to … Continue reading »

37: creativity (or attack of the giant Fiat 500)

I spent most of this morning standing watching a piece of derelict land next to Primark on Oxford Street being turned into something resembling a village fete that had been invaded by a giant Fiat 500. That is, there were balloons, a juggler, fake grass, stripey deckchairs, lollipops, cheerful people in t-shirts and a machine that … Continue reading »

79: an entire motorway

I’ve never driven the entire length of one motorway in one go before. Well actually that’s not entirely true – I’ve driven the length of the M55, but it’s not that long so it hasn’t really fixed itself in my mind as memorable. The M4, on the other hand is a major trunk road, and … Continue reading »

81: St Davids

Another day, another job. This time I was sent on a mission to St Davids, the smallest city in the UK to find out about what the residents there were doing in terms of eco-tourism and sustainable lifestyles. For a car magazine. The irony is not lost on me. But still, I’ve never been to … Continue reading »

A tribute to the end of a beautiful relationship

Transporter of teenagers and a camping trip companion, Sissy and I have had some good times. She’s taken me as far north as Aberfeldy, as far south as Eastbourne, west to Weston-Super-Mare and east to Cromer. Her first passenger was a vicar and her last was a civil servant. We’ve had our breakdowns and our … Continue reading »

#4 Tubular Bells/On Horseback* – Mike Oldfield

There aren’t many people who would choose to play the theme music for The Exorcist to their children, but my dad did. Long car journeys were always made interesting by Mike Oldfield’s Tubular Bells. We’d all take it in turns to air play the different instruments, especially at the end when all the instruments are … Continue reading »

At the risk of seeming obsessed…

…it’s a good job my car will sell tomorrow because if I have to drive past this advert on another bus shelter again I may have a road accident. I’m going to try not to post about boys for a while!

Twists and turns

Well I didn’t get to do a test drive and am slightly rueing the day I was born such a gobbo and told a million people who I then had to explain it hadn’t happened to. Oh well. At least I still got to dress up and dance at the TVR ball. I had a … Continue reading »

Curiouser and curiouser

Well… I think I am in the process of proving that if you don’t ask you don’t get, but that if you do you very well just might. This started earlier this week. Our class has been split into to publishing houses to produce a business and a consumer magazine. The consumer magazine is about … Continue reading »