Just in time for Halloween, I thought it was time to list the top ten things in life that make my knees chatter and keep me awake at night. And there’s not even a mention of Katie Hopkins among them…
Musings
Return Of The Pool Shark
I wasted large chunks of my childhood playing pool and unlike learning how to make apple crumble, it’s a skill that’s come in handy throughout my adult life. I once started a new job and was invited into a pool tournament in the first week: I made it to the final, trouncing five men along the way. The women whooped and the men muttered, complimentary things I’m sure. I haven’t seriously played pool in around five years but this week I decided to return to action. Would my cue action flow once more or would I be bouncing out of pockets at every opportunity, the white ball making a break for freedom across the shiny wooden floor? It was time to step up to the baize… Continue reading » “Return Of The Pool Shark”
The Royal Godmother: It Shoulda Been Me…
I’m not really sure what Wills and Kate were thinking: I would have made the perfect godmother for Prince George this week at the Chapel Royal if you discount my giggling about the royals and contempt for all that god stuff. Here are five remarkably plump reasons why… Continue reading » “The Royal Godmother: It Shoulda Been Me…”
Ten Reasons You Know You’re Getting Old…
Getting old isn’t just an age thing – I know people who were born 41 and have been waiting all their lives to catch up. Also just so you know, I regularly stay out past 1am without even a flicker of terror… Continue reading » “Ten Reasons You Know You’re Getting Old…”
Five Things I Learnt This Week
A lot can happen in seven days as Craig David rightly informed us. Here’s what I’ve learnt in my limited universe in between watching Homes Under The Hammer and eating plastic cheese… Continue reading » “Five Things I Learnt This Week”
This Birthday, I’m Mostly a Libran
If you’re a keen reader of my blog – and a big hello if you are – you’ll know that this year, my birthday wasn’t a happy one. I was struck down with what turns out to be a viral inner ear infection comically called labyrinthitis (or the David Bowie film disease as my mate christened it). This meant I had to throw all my birthday plans out the window and instead, sit upright because every time I lay down, moved my head or went to walk anywhere, I felt nauseous and the world span. The upside of this is that my birthday was suspended and will now take place when I’m feeling better in October, so this year, I get to try out having a proper autumnal birthday and being a Libran… Continue reading » “This Birthday, I’m Mostly a Libran”
A Woman Alone In A Bar? Shocking…
On Saturday, I went to watch the London derby of Spurs vs Chelsea in a bar – and since I could drum up no interest from anyone else I was with, I went alone. Apparently this is still a shocking turn of events for some men whose eyes seemed to spin in their sockets at the sight of a woman solo in a pub, even though I checked my calendar and we are indeed living in the year 2013… Continue reading » “A Woman Alone In A Bar? Shocking…”
My Week As The Dog Whisperer
I’m not a dog person, which is a statement that will surprise nobody who knows me. I view most dogs as killing machines – yes, even the cute ickle ones with professor-style beards. Even sausage dogs. I read Clare Balding’s dog-infested autobiography last year with something approaching wonder, her doggy commitment showing no bounds. But dogs and me don’t mix, making an unhappy cocktail with no amount of stray hair floating on the surface. Lately though, I’m reluctantly having to don my doggy wings as a slew of my friends add a mutt to their family albums… Continue reading » “My Week As The Dog Whisperer”
Vertigo: Unhappy Birthday To Me
So this week was my birthday and birthdays have always been a big deal in my family: cake, cards, singing and presents were staples of my childhood and I’ve carried this tradition through to adult life. This year, as my birthday fell on a Saturday I decided to go dancing to celebrate along with a posh dinner the night before. Sadly none of it happened though as I was struck down with a case of vertigo which is far less fun than U2 would have you believe… Continue reading » “Vertigo: Unhappy Birthday To Me”
Ah, Autumn. I’ve Been Expecting You…
Last Thursday evening my parents came over for dinner. We took a ride on the Emirates Cable Car over the Thames and it was so hot (80+ degrees), my mum was convinced she was getting burnt during the ten-minute ride. We ate ice creams, had a barbecue in the garden and sat out until gone 10pm sipping Prosecco, the ultimate summer accessory. Then on Friday, somebody flicked a switch and turned on autumn. Is that really it? Tugging my scarf round my neck this morning, it appears so… Continue reading » “Ah, Autumn. I’ve Been Expecting You…”