This time of year is my absolute favourite. While it is still quite often nice out, the temperature has dropped considerably from those heady, high summer days and I can control my own comfort with a cute cardie over bare arms. It’s still mild enough to sit outside with a cup of coffee, watching...
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Okay. Maybe tomorrow is the day?
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Today is the day I write something profound. Yes it is. Today. TONIGHT. Watch this space.
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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...
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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...
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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.
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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...
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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...
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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...
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