It seems to be my month for moral dilemmas. No sooner have I decided to spill the beans on Jane Bennett joining my pilates class (and she wasn’t there last Friday, I hope it wasn’t something I said!) than another thorny problem rears its head. A lady from a newspaper asked to interview me about …
Consternation in Divorce Towers this morning as today is D Day for the new recycling system. I’m sure most people would skip through today with a merry laugh but, for me, it seems like yet another cumbersome hoop to climb through, while trying not to trip over in my new high-heeled ankle boots (they’re lovely …
Once I stopped howling with laughter at lovely Englishmum’s recent post, Jason Darulo and Hoolahoopgate, I started thinking about song lyrics. Englishmum, bowling along in her car with hoolahoops cascading out of the back, was singing: ‘I’m so sorreeee that it didn’t work out… I’m movin’ on… I’m so sorreee but it’s over now, have …