Category: Diary

Let me start by saying, I love my family. I really do. We've never been an 'in each others pockets' kind of family, but we are close. My parents have been good to me, letting me move back into their spare room, dog in tow, at 33 - and still be here a year later. [...]

When we I was about 7 or 8 my little sister had a friend called Melissa from Jamaica. She only lived here for a short while before heading back, and the night before she left she came round for tea. She was excited about going home to the warm and the sea, she said, but she [...]

Before we start, can I ask one question? How the blinkin' hell is it March already?? I know, everyone says that, all the time, every year. But SERIOUSLY? I mean it, I wasn't kidding about that alarming passing of time last week. It's started to make me feel a little unnerved this month. Or do [...]

Now here's a happy Steph and a happy pup! Ok, Bonnie doesn't look quite as happy as me, it's true. She is though, honest. She told me so. In my defence I haven't really caught her best side,  but it's bloody hard to get a selfie of yourself and the dog at the same time [...]