Okay... let me explain. I was what you might call an intense child. Before reaching double didgets I was reading Shakespeare and Edgar Allen Poe, listened to classical music and opera, suffered from terrible OCD, wrote dark poetry and had an invisible friend who was a hit and run victim. I was basically Wednesday Adams. … Continue reading T is for Traumatic tbh
Category: The album of shame
This is the album of shame. Within it you will find bad haircuts, embarrassing stories, tales of terrible housemates and general shameful anecdotes.
You’re welcome.
Fridge Magnet
We recently had a heatwave in London. Even though it’s July, it was entirely unexpected. You see - when it’s hot in England it comes on suddenly and with a vengeance and it’s gone just as quickly. I had put on a floaty dress to combat the temperature and as a result (and in order … Continue reading Fridge Magnet
The Subtle Art Of Having A Breakdown
Oh, Hi there. Long time no see. What have I been doing for the past seven months? Well, I’ve been perfecting the art of a french martini while splayed on the sofa covered by a gorgeous cashmere throw I found at a flea market and binge watching Garrett Watts videos on youtube. Because he is uncomplicated … Continue reading The Subtle Art Of Having A Breakdown
Storytime: Misadventures in Hamster parenting. A cautionary tale.
Anyone who knows me knows that I am scared of hamsters. Which is slightly weird considering I adopted four of them. I didn't have a phobia before I started adopting hamsters. This is a fear that has developed and intensified with every hamster I brought home. My first ‘hamster-parenting’ experience was when I first moved to London and … Continue reading Storytime: Misadventures in Hamster parenting. A cautionary tale.