U is for Unbreakable. I only mention it because we aren’t are we? In fact the older we get the more breakable we become. If we are lucky, most of us sail through youth wrapped in an invincibility cloak like Harry Potter on ecstasy. This cloak allows us to make ill-advised trips to Kashmir, stay … [Read more…]
N is for Nunca. Nunca digas nunca jamás. Never say never ever (lit.) or Never Say Never Again, Mr Bond. I am the kind of girl who does not like to say never, ever. If you would ask me if I would ever go back to England to live my answer would probably be nunca … [Read more…]
G is for Great Expectations. Hmm. Anyone who knows me of old will be aware that I have made great strides in the cooking department. However, those same people might also raise an eyebrow at the thought of me catering for about 20+ people. Expectations of my culinary efforts in the past have been modest. … [Read more…]
Were you wondering how long I could go without mentioning my broken arm? Wonder no more. What follows is the next riveting episode in El Drama del Brazo. I may have mentioned before that I am neither blessed nor cursed in the body hair department. All other body issues aside, I am not, for example, … [Read more…]
I took a bit of a tumble last week and cracked my elbow. I say cracked, but I really am not sure what the actual damage is. But oh my, is it ever sore. Here’s my story. It was 5am and very dark and I was executing the obligatory transfer of Bibsey from her bed … [Read more…]
