Category Archives: friends

My Blonde was always going to be snapped up.  Not only is she gorgeous, she’s too much fun to sit at home knitting a scarf or watching reruns of any American sitcom.  And so finally, the not-so-new-man in my Blonde’s … Continue reading →

What does it say about me if I hate life to be too predictable?  It’s not that it simply irritates or bores me.  It quite literally makes me want to SCREAM! A little dramatic, I know.  And, of course I … Continue reading →

Back in October 2001 (only weeks after September 11th 2001), fear was at fever pitch and flights were cheap.  But He and I weren’t put off.  Having just got married a year earlier, quite frankly, the tantalisingly cheap, long haul … Continue reading →

Do you ever play the desert island game?  I do, regularly.  It goes like this:  would I take this book/film/food/person with me to a desert island?  I find it’s the ultimate test. While I was driving to The Shed in … Continue reading →