Lockdown Lesson 3: Loving the Skin You’re In
I’m afraid my final lesson from Lockdown lacks even the superficial depths of my earlier insights. And almost literally. I’ve been spending time (and money, though…
I’m afraid my final lesson from Lockdown lacks even the superficial depths of my earlier insights. And almost literally. I’ve been spending time (and money, though…
If Lockdown has taught me one other thing it is that I absolutely love my stuff. I’m sorry Marie Kondo. I’ve tried it your way but…
“A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow” Charlotte Brontë Good old Charlotte Brontë. She knew a thing or two. Judging from the social media chat, most…
I have not spent a particularly productive lock down. I’m no more toned than I was. In fact a critical eye might spot the appearance of…
I don’t spend a lot of time, outside this blog anyway, thinking about getting older. Yes, this travelator is moving through life’s airport towards that not…
Hot weather can play havoc with your looks. Once you get past the stage of silky limbs, tanned golden by constant games of tennis – a…
I’ve been banging on about Big Stuff recently and, frankly, I’ve bored myself, so this a post about fashion and fripperies and fun. Actually having a…
Round my neck of the woods, you’d have to be up pretty in the morning to work out that I’ve just had a big birthday. A…
I have just clocked up thirty years of marriage. Holy Moly. Three Oh Years. So I guess you could say I’m a fan of the married…
I’m so sorry it’s been so long since I last posted, which one or two of you have been kind enough to notice. (Hello out there!)…