The NYC Diaries – Coming Home

The NYC Diaries – Coming Home

We were returning from our regular early morning bra-less dash to Starbucks when it started. Just innocently standing on the sidewalk, coffee cup in one hand, toasted bagel in the other, patiently waiting for the…

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The NYC Diaries – Getting There

The NYC Diaries – Getting There

The Greek God(zilla) had offered to drive us to the airport. Considering our history of car journeys, this was an extremely bold move but I figured that as long as we allowed plenty of time then…

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Leaving on a Jet Plane

Leaving on a Jet Plane

I’d been dreading this moment for a while now. For months, I had rehearsed the conversation over and over in my mind. I did not plan to leave it right up until my bag was…

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New York, New York

New York, New York

The morning after the Sunday lunch where the Greek God(zilla) bumped the kerb trying to park the car and punctured a tyre – the lunch where I had been toying with the idea of a child-free/husband-free…

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