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So I’ve just cried at my second wedding of the Summer. This time I had my man by my side, and it just made it so much nicer. I have also been reminded of how much I hadn’t even thought about for the big day. For instance, did you know that well-wishers throw this curious [...]
Do you know those episodes of Sex and the City where Miranda has Brady, and she’s back with Steve and Steve’s mum moves in with them to Queens, and little by little, Miranda starts to discover that her Mother-in-law is suffering from something untoward (Alzheimer’s)? And then she catches her in the street, eating pizza [...]
Ever feel like someone is sending you material for the amazing cult novel you always planned to write? You couldn’t make up some elements of my life, you really couldn’t.
I received a rather lovely motivational email from my Fat Club leader on Friday. She wrote to say that she was concerned by my apparent loss of heart in what I was achieving and that my low mood seemed uncharacteristic. It is true that last week was a tough one and that the strain of [...]
Whilst sitting in my mother’s powder room last night, I picked up some loo reading material and was reminded that people are regularly asked for their Desert Island Discs on Radio 4. For any Brit reading this, it is somewhat of an institution and like, The Archers (or TV’s Coronation Street), is as old as time. [...]
Perhaps I’m pre-menstrual (actually, Fact Fans, post-menstrual). Perhaps my romantic heart is just that sensitive. Perhaps all hope for a non-sentimental outlook is gone for good but this weekend I am away from home, away from my Arctic Fox for two whole nights and I hate the thought. We have just said goodbye, like every [...]
Success by numbers: Number of weeks of slimming under my belt (or not any more, as the case may be): 32 Number of pounds (lbs) dropped to date: 41.5 Amount of pounds (sterling) dropped on slimming class, to date: £168.35 Number of designer handbags I could buy with that amount of cash: almost half of [...]
I have to write vows. Well, I don’t have to, but I want to. But where does a person even start to put into words the things their love has given to them? How will I verbalise the feelings I felt when I found out that I believe again? That all the romance in life [...]
