The newfound Good Life
I've blogged here before about how I've got a garden for the first time in my life, and let me tell you, I feel overwhelmed by how much there is to learn.
I've blogged here before about how I've got a garden for the first time in my life, and let me tell you, I feel overwhelmed by how much there is to learn.
I once wrote a poem called 'Middle Class Woes' which are a bit like 'First World Problems', and the poem was inspired by the time I ran out of newspaper to wrap something in, and had to use Vogue.
This weekend I went to see 'California Suite' at the Dixon Studio (Palace Theatre) and I'll be honest, I really didn't know what to expect......
I spent my weekend listening to bands, drinking out of plastic pint glasses, dancing to music, performing my poems and wearing a swishy silver floor length skirt...
I went on holiday to Cornwall recently and fell in love with it all over again after brilliant childhood holidays spent there, predominantly because the week involved...
Is it a case of sofa and the latest season of House of Cards for @ Ray Morgan? Nope... she's found a new distraction in Pilates!
I was lucky enough to receive a gorgeous limited edition record this week, the 25th anniversary album to celebrate the Leigh Folk Festival that was crowdfunded in 2016 to be released this year, and what a treat it is.
Yes, I said knobs. Stop tittering, you. We're grown ups and the word 'doorknobs' is NOT funny at all.
When you're looking for a new home, there are two words that can be a dealbreaker. I can't tell you how many times I hit CTRL+F scrolling through property sites to make sure those two little words were included in my house hunt: "outside space".
My partner and I have just bought our first home, which has been one of the most stressful, infuriating, amazing, liberating and weirdly archaic experiences of our lives.
The writer Bill Bryson once joked in a book that there are three things you can't do in life. You can't beat the phone company, you can't make a waiter see you until he is ready to see you, and you can't go home again.
I'm writing this on a train home from London, where I've just been in a meeting on the gender pay gap
I've just come back from an amazing break away in London celebrating my partner Jo's birthday. The 'weekend' started on Thursday in fact...
I'm having a big old clear out. I have written about this before for leigh-on-sea.com, about how I'm a cluttery fool who loves sentimental toot and finds it difficult to throw stuff out, but this is NEXT LEVEL.
Funny old time, isn't it? I say "funny", I actually mean utterly depressing, where a self-confessed proud groper of women is leading the United States...
I don't know why, but I love inclement weather. You should have seen me when it snowed a couple of weeks ago, instagramming the sight of the frankly wet and disappointing flakes spinning down in front of a Mr-Tumnus-style lamp post (this is how romantically I view snow, the lamp post was outside a second hand car dealership).
Are you enjoying your green juice? Did spin class go ok this morning? How is your liver after 9 days of no booze?
I went on a huge shopping trip with my Mum at the weekend; we set out to get a dressing gown and a top, and ended up looking like cliches of shopaholics, laden with enormous bags.
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