That did NOT go well

Afternoon Dear Reader,

FLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGH

No I haven’t passed out on my keyboard, although that is a distinct possibility seen as I am blimmin knackered.  That is the written equivalent of the noise I make when I think about last weekend.

FLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGH

There is is again.

It loosely translates as the word you say when you would happily peel your own skin off it it meant you could go back in time and not do the embarrassing thing that made you go FLARGH in the first place.

How I feel most mornings after a night of wine.

How I feel most mornings after a night of wine.

Now you may be surprised to know that there are quite a lot of things I have done that I am particularly embarrassed about.  (Alright not that many!). Most of them involve Tina Turner, alcohol, public places, or a combination of all three.

This time, however, my anxiety relates to the British Adult Ice Skating Championships 2016.

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Keep Calm and Marath-On

Hi there its Sophie Fox, Marathon Runner here.

*smug face*

*smug face*

Yes I know – I am very annoying but ‘tis true, I ran a marathon! I finished in 4 hours 42 minutes and 8 seconds (the seconds are very important apparently).  The more I think about it the more frustrating it is that I didn’t manage it in less than 4 hours 30 but just typing that sentence makes me hate myself a little bit. Continue reading

From Paris to Wythenshawe with Love

Bonsoir mes Chers Lecteurs! Ca va?

Okay – that is the extent of my written French.  I am a fluent speaker, and by fluent I mean some brie and a bottle of vin rouge and I think I am Coco Chanel when I probably sound like the policeman from Allo Allo: Continue reading

I don’t eat raisins but would you like a date?

Ta-da!

No your eyes are not deceiving you – it is I, Sophie Fox.  Messing up your timeline with the kind of self-obsessed drivel that makes Donald Trump sound like the Dalai Lama.

Happy Christmas, Winter Solstice, Hannukah, New Year, Dry January, and Pancake Tuesday.

 

I have decided to start writing again.  Mainly because my dad keeps bugging me about it but also, I feel like you, Dear Reader, were so welcoming to me nearly two years ago and I am not repaying the favour.  It is the equivalent of bringing round a bottle of cheap plonk to a dinner party and then drinking the Verve Cliquot someone else brought.

I would never do that btw…

Me at most social occaisions

Me at most every social occasion

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SuperkalifrejalisticexpialiCERVIX

Hi there you

Yes its been blimmin ages since we last spoke. Loads of things have happened: I turned 30, my best friends got engaged (choir included), and I had half my cervix scoped out in Wythenshawe.

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Yeah,  I snook that in on purpose.

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Kendal Called – John Fox Answered

Hi there stranger!

Yes I’m starting another post with another apology but sod it , we both know you’re going to carry on reading so let’s just bypass the fact I haven’t written anything since June and move on with our lives.

Done?

Okay.

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I can’t decide if that hippo is cute or pervy but either way, I hope you are well.

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