Category: Diary

Strange but true - in my 35 years on the planet, until very recently, I had never really bought a sofa. Not a proper one anyway. Until my 20's everywhere I rented was already furnished, bar the house I spent a year in with some friends from work - we couldn't afford one so we [...]

I never feared turning 30. 30 seems to be the age that pop culture defines as the point you become 'old', the point at which you should be married, own property, have procreated and then 'settled down' into some semblance of normal, adult life. We're all supposed to freak out as we approach 30, as [...]

Oops, went a little AWOL there for a couple of days! It was all for good reason though - I'd planned to use the weekend to catch up on scheduling the weeks posts, but little did I know Dan had concocted a plan with my sister and her boyfriend to whisk me away for my [...]

You guys - I went to the gym! Me! The eternal gym avoider! Look, see: Don't worry, I haven't become one of those annoying people who takes pictures at the gym, I just wanted to be certain you believed I actually went. I don't put on a full face of make up and hang around [...]