Advent with me
It’s December 1 and so officially we’re allowed to start thinking about Christmas. Honestly I’ve been thinking about it for weeks. Usually it starts in August when my mum asks […]
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Life, Death and Damien Hirst part 1
Life… Easter Sunday for me means getting up early, going to church and singing my heart out. And then, as is also customary in this country at Easter time, I […]
Digging
‘There’s forty acres and redemption to be found just along down the way. There is a place where no ploughblade has turned the ground but you will turn it over, […]
Number six in the Holy Drinker
If this challenge were a film I think it would end a little like this: The overlooked but kindhearted fellow office worker who I barely speak to/friend’s flatmate/man on the […]
Food! Glorious food!
All I have done all week is eat, drink and be merry. Literally. I know girls love telling each other everything they’ve eaten, but this week I really have eaten […]
Is it time to unfriend them on Facebook? (via musings from the PR world)
I have a fairly brutal Facebook policy – a capped number of friends and a ‘one in, one out’ policy which means only the people a) I want to know […]
The filter
Maybe it’s just me and I’m awful and mean, but I have a habit of describing people by the bad things about them, rather than the good. ‘You know who […]
Wishes like lanterns
It’s the season for resolutions, plans, diets, new starts. I saw in 2011 with CC in Hawkshead village square, with ale and folk singing and lanterns, fireworks at less than […]
A boyfriend holding your hand is worth leaving two friends out in the bush
According to scientists at the Institute of Cognitive and Evolutionary Anthropology at Oxford University; ‘If you go into a romantic relationship, it costs you two friends.‘ Previous research by Robin […]
There were ten in the bed and the little one said…
Pyjama parties and sleepovers. I’ve still not fully grown out of them, even though I’m decidedly 30. They’re not normally planned – impromptu stopovers at the end of a night […]
