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.
The tube strike. It’s 10am and I’m already kind of sick of hearing about it. Although I wrote this last night and I scheduled it, so ‘I’ of the past (present) am guessing that ‘I’ of the (present) future will be sick of hearing about it. Holy tenses, Batman! Anyway, what I was trying to… Read More It’s All Tube Much: Notes on the other passengers
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
I work in Celeb-land. I also exaggerate sometimes, because, actually, I work in a normal (albeit nice) office which just happens to be close to a super-renowned, super-expensive hotel, which is where a lot of famous people stay. The paparazzi hang around a lot, and occasionally they get really excited. I went out to get… Read More Of Swift And Sandwiches
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
To whom it may concern, Loads of things have happened in the last couple of days. For example, the ceasefire between Russia and Ukraine looked like it might be in danger. Greece was in the middle of financial negotiations that might affect the whole of the Eurozone. Some disgraceful behaviour by Chelsea supporters set the… Read More A Letter I Wrote To The Daily Mail
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!
