Where I Want To Be

Where I Want To Be

Some of you may have noticed that I’ve been a bit quiet on here recently.  Not just on here, but I’ve also practically ignored my twitter feed and completely neglected my poor Facebook page. And,…

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The Morning After

The Morning After

When I left you last, I was getting ready for my first Saturday night out in Central London, possibly since my twenties. I managed to find something to wear, apply a few layers of concealer…

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Saturday Night

Saturday Night

I am going out in Central London tonight to drink cocktails and eat tapas.  I cannot remember the last time I went out on a Saturday night, in town, with four other women.  It is…

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Christmas Day

Christmas Day

The problem with not sitting down for Christmas lunch until almost 5pm, is that you will most likely already be quite squiffy.  Especially if you cracked open the bubbly at noon. There are mixed opinions…

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The Gallery

The Gallery

We moved into our new house in March this year and have made slow progress turning it into a home.  We made a few big changes initially, such as replacing the windows, flooring the loft,…

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Lunch with Uncle George

Lunch with Uncle George

Many a summer barbecue this year has been scuppered because of this wet and miserable July.  Not many people are even as bold as to tempt fate by saying the word ‘barbecue’ out loud in…

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Hanging with the boys

Hanging with the boys

We were running slightly late for A-Team Senior & Junior yesterday (Mrs A-Team still in Malta) but not so much so that the boys had started screaming for their lunch yet. It was A-Team Senior’s…

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Blogger’s Block

Blogger’s Block

I can’t think of anything to write about this week.  I’ve been sitting here for ages, well since In the Night Garden came on, trying to think of one tiny little anecdote to tell you…

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Tongue Burn

Tongue Burn

As the title suggests, I have burnt my tongue. I think it happened a few days ago, although I can’t actually remember doing it, I’ve just had a burning sensation ever since then, and on…

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What’s in a name?

What’s in a name?

My husband, the Greek God(zilla), has many nicknames.   His full name, Panagiotis, requiring some effort to pronounce correctly. To his old school friends, he is Pan-yotti.  His friends from University call him Yotes.  At the…

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