A terrible thing happened to me on the bus yesterday afternoon. While on my way home from work I bumped into one of my best friends from school. Now, I am an avid follower of what people from school are doing, I really am, but I have no desire to find out from them in person.… Read More Bus-ted.
This is part two in a three-part series that is so self-obsessed I’m wondering if it’s actually almost Meta? Maybe not. Anyway, part one can be found here. Part Two can be found here. My dignity can be found nowhere. After I printed off my selfie (It’s probably to late to start calling it a… Read More The Selfie Saga, Part Three: Selfie Ever After
This is part two in a three-part series that just goes to show exactly how self-obsessed people who write blogs can be. Part one can be found here. When I finally gave up on taking the right picture I decided to just use one I’d taken to show people my new hair, and planned to… Read More The Selfie Saga, Part Two: The Selfening
I have been causing myself trouble. Or, more correctly, my selfies have been causing me trouble. And not in any of the ways one would usually assume that a selfie could cause trouble. I had an exciting thing to go to recently, which required me to come armed with a photo of myself. I took roughly… Read More The Selfie Saga, Part One
This morning I had a dilemma. I was waiting for a bus, as I so often am, and it was late. It was, like, really late. It’s actually late a lot. I’ve been threatening to write strongly-worded letters for a couple of months now, but since I’m not 70 years old and since I still… Read More Chillin’ At The Bus Stop
I hate events that involve canapés. As a person whose job sometimes involves being around them, I’m often very uncomfortable. This week I had to work at a few events involving waiters with pointlessly little bits of weird food on trays, and I had to pretend to have a professional opinion. It’s never a good… Read More You’re Canapé For That
As I’m sure everybody is aware by now, I am incredibly classy. Therefore it will come as no surprise to anybody that I spent the first evening of the week kickin’ it with my friends in the royal box at the opening night of a new production by the Royal Ballet. My ticket sources must… Read More Royally Good Advice
I think it’s wholly unnecessary for me to say that Cats is an amazing show (which I happened to see at the weekend) because a) I can’t stand people who feel compelled to give their opinions on the internet because nobody cares and b) I think it’s been said quite enough in, like, every newspaper. And… Read More Reasons ‘Cats’ made me cry
It’s that time of year again. Wait, did I say ‘year’? I obviously mean it’s that time of the fashion-magazine-advised three month period between expensive haircuts. I definitely didn’t grow a chin-length bob down to below my shoulders without having it cut in ten months, even if that’s what I’m making it sound like. Because… Read More The Five Stages of The Hairdresser
Important news: It is winter. I know this will come as a shock to the three hermits left in the UK who haven’t been outside and frozen a few minor parts of their anatomy off. But it is winter. I’m actually going to go out on a limb and claim that it really hasn’t been… Read More This Is Snow Joke!