I don’t do New Years resolutions (well, not very well). Its always too cold, too wet, too depressing to do anything other than just get through winter till spring when things start to seem to be possible again, when change seems realistic and achievable and even desirable. So with the clocks gone forward […]
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Flowers on the wall, originally uploaded by London Girl.
Back from a lovely long weekend in Paris with Mikey. The food was just delicious, from simple bread and cheese bought at the supermarche to cakes […]
Ca va? Je suis en Paris avec Mikey. C’est Bon!
Wishing: my French was better than this
Off to: Louvre
Eating: croissants, mmmm
Recently all of my work shoes died once, going to the little cobblers in the sky. The heel of one of my knee high boots snapped as I was walking across Central Lobby in Parliament, leading to a quick out burst of swearing followed by as hasty and dignified exit as one can make […]
In the supermarket world Waitrose is the preserve of grannies, yummie mummies and the well off. I’d been tempted in there on Thursday evening by their easter egg adverts, looking for one of the Mr Potato Head ones for Boy.
But despite its impression as a genteel place to shop, the easter egg aisle […]
I’m struggling quite severely with writer’s block at the moment. My brain seems to have stopped thinking of interesting and funny things, or even just interesting or funny things to write about. Unfortunately this seems to also have spread to thinking of interesting or funny things to say, as you can tell from […]
I think I smelled spring today. Just the faintest hint of it in the air, but the promise of it was on the wind.
Looking forward to:
Summer
And sunshine
And pimms
Walking to work the other day, on the corner of the Lambeth Bridge roundabout stood a man, dressed in army fatigues, a grey t-shirt and a hat, swearing very loudly. When he wasn’t swearing he was swigging from a can of Fosters, it was 8:55am.
Fortunately, the pavements around the roundabout are quite wide and […]
Despite being the second largest county in England, when I tell people that originally I’m from Lincolnshire more than most draw a blank. When I describe it’s geographical location - that large bit on the east coast between Norfolk and Yorkshire - there are some nods of recognition but giving its geographical location to […]