I never used to understand the phrase "too much of a good thing makes you sick". There wasn't an amount of salami, or cheese, or fried chicken, or Dr Pepper, or curly wurly that could make me sick. Too much of a good thing was simply more of that good thing, right?! Then I discovered... Continue Reading →
A romantic past
At the time of writing, the pheromones from Valentine's day are still wafting through the air in workplaces and homes across the country. Cards are still on display, chocolates haven't all been scoffed and roses are looking alive and beautiful before they inevitably fade and rot and leave you with the realisation that you spent... Continue Reading →
The day my world ended
27 January will always be a weird day for me. I was reminded of it this year by a Facebook Memories thing, which showed a picture I shared on 27 January 2016 of the time I was doing some laundry, ran out of blue Bold so mixed in some pink Bold like a real rebel.... Continue Reading →