Note to Self
In recent months, I’ve noticed a number of vloggers and bloggers writing or reading an open ‘Letter/Note to My Younger/Former Self’...
Aaaaand that's a wrap!
Fiddly-dee *prances about like a slightly weird and not-in-the-least-bit cute foal*! The day has finally come! My trilogy of books is...
Don't Be a Stranger!
I was born and bred in London. You might say I was a real, honest-to-goodness, pearly-kings-and-queens-card-holding Cockney. I was born...
Best Foot Forward!
I was recently asked by school-mum-friend and qualified reflexologist, Hazel Powell, to come for a trial of reflexology. And in return, I...
Further from Father
I don’t know how to feel. I can lie to myself; I’ve been lying to myself for years. But I can’t lie to the blog. The blog demands the...
In Review
In the old days, when you read a book, you simply read a book. That book either affected you in some way, or it didn’t. Either way, you...