This weekend has officially been a good ‘un.
Today I’ve somehow managed to shop, go for lunch (which incorporated both a glass of Cava (mmm bubbles) AND an expresso martini). Nice little alcohol buzz = win.
I also caught up with my ickle bro (albeit briefly) and I’ve managed to do some work.
Anywho that’s an aside, I’ve [...]
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Thought for the Day
On Self-Belief
So, tonight my ickle Mummy and me (yes I know that’s grammatically incorrect, but this is a blog, baby - deal mmmkay?) got ourselves just the right side of wasted.
Of course I heart my Mum for hundreds of reasons, but perhaps the most important of which is her absolutely, ever-present, un-erring belief in me. According [...]
Sometimes
You know what?
Sometimes you might be sad…
Somedays you’ll wish and hope and think and maybe even pray.
But maybe, because you’ve never been god fearing… He won’t hear you.
Don’t worry.
I can hear it.
I feel sad too.
Keep your pecker up baby. I’m listening,
Not that I think I’m God or nothin’. I’m just sad like you x
This just [...]
On Being 32
Hello my lovelies.
Today I am 32. As this makes me quite, well… old; I thought that I’d share with you some of the ‘wisdom’ which I’ve acquired since I’ve been on the planet:
1. Don’t mix whites and colours in the washing machine. Everything will either end up grey or pink. Of course if you like [...]
Trying to be ‘Good’
Sometimes I think I believe that trying to be good, really is as good as it gets. Other times, I think that that’s just a hideous cop out and I really ought to don the yellow catsuit and ask myself ‘what would Uma Thurman do?’
Here’s the thing:
I know the grass really isn’t greener, and yet sometimes I’ll [...]
