#mygrownupchristmaslist

Ask me what I want for Christmas. Go on, ask. Well, the answer is – I don’t know. Beyond some bed socks and a new pair of pyjamas (t-shirty top, flannel bottoms, please), my wants are simple and few. It’s probably the same for most people my age. If you have a job, and you … Continue reading #mygrownupchristmaslist

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London, Baby!

There are a couple of American writer-friends of mine who have kindly advised me that I’m pretty nifty at writing ‘slice of life’ blogs. There are probably other writers who say would advise me I’m not that nifty at any kind of writing, but I choose not to listen to them. Lately, I always start … Continue reading London, Baby!

5 things I’m truly terrible at and it’s probably too late to start practising

Is it just me, or was I badly brought up? Either way, I think it's best to know your limitations; it’s easier on one’s fragile ego to just accept there are things you are painfully deficient at or in (whether it's your own fault or your faulty upbringing). Of course, you should pat yourself on … Continue reading 5 things I’m truly terrible at and it’s probably too late to start practising