Afternoon lovely person!
I know you are probably on the edge of your seat wanting to know how I got on at the British Ice Skating Championships..
*dramatic music and tension building drum roll
I only came blimmin first!!!!
Me in my office on Monday
Apologies to those of you who are friends with me on Facebook or who work with me, or who have ever met my parents, you probably know all about this by now. But for those very few of you who don’t – no I am not drunk or joking. I actually won!!
Well helloo there Dear Reader!
It has been somewhat of a while (again) since we last spoke. How’ve you been?
Ooh sounds painful.
Me? How nice of you to ask. I’ve been pretty good actually (aside from the obvious insanity of writing an imaginary conversation – see above) Continue reading
Dear loveliest Reader
I come bearing sad news.
I didn’t win at the UK Blog Awards.
I took it quite well though…
Me at UKBA15
Hola Queridio! Apologies to all my Spanish fans (?) for my poor grasp of your beautiful language but no hablo español. Once again, as happens about every 6-8 weeks, I must apologise for the lack of posts recently. In fact it has been two weeks since I last updated you on the car crash that is my life. I have no excuse why I didn’t post on 27th March. I think I was feeling a bit uninspired. I had managed to achieve the incredible feat of blocking myself out of my debit card AND then blocking myself out of the unblocking debit card facility at the cash machine. I also bought a book called How To Get A Grip – if that is any indication of how I was feeling. (A must read btw)
This is the only kind of grip I will ever probably get. Well done to whoever invented this!
I am too cool.
Hello Dear Reader,
I’m glad you have managed to overcome all the eclipse related excitement to stop by Sophie, She Wrote.
Today is an anniversary of sorts. This time last year I sat down to watch Murder She Wrote and realised I had already seen it.
That kind of thing shouldn’t happen when you are 28 and it made me have a quiet word with myself. I decided there and then that I needed to be doing something more productive with my life and I immediately marched outside shouted “Hello World!” and began to pursue my dreams. Continue reading
Afternoon Dear Reader,
No, that was not a spelling mistake. I really did mean to say Bollards. Little, insignificant yet made of solid blimmin steel blimmin bollards to be precise.
Hey there Dear Reader!
Something pretty great has happened to me this week and, just in case you were too distracted by Madonna taking a tumble, I will repeat it for you now.
I am officially a guest blogger for Time Out Manchester!!
I’ll give you a second to let this sink in. Continue reading
Definition of Clocking from urbandictionary.com:
“A highly effective means of pointing out hot members of the opposite sex to your associates (usually in public) without drawing undue attention to oneself…”
E.g. “Dude 11 o’clock, totally hot babe checking you out!”
Hi there Dear Reader!
I have to explain that I am writing this at 23:37 on Thursday night. I was just about to go to sleep in my extremely comfy and not at all sexy onesie when my friend Lauren sent me a Facebook link to a new app called Clocked.
Disclaimer – the following opinion on the Clocked app is supposed to be entertaining yet honest. This in no way should be taken as an endorsement or otherwise of the app or its users. If it works I will thank them at my wedding. If it doesn’t I will simply stay living with my parents for ever and ever and ever and ever…