I’m not exactly sure what I was expecting of Times Square but it certainly wasn’t what I saw. Not to scald you with my piping hot truth tea (because I KNOW this opinion won't be the remotest bit popular) but if I'm being entirely honest... I was a bit disappointed. As someone who has previously … Continue reading Ain’t no Times Square
Upon setting foot in New York for the first time you will inevitably catch yourself and say “Holy shit – I’m in New York!” It’s a bucket lost location. A marvel. The beating heart of all my Carrie Bradshaw fantasies. Now that I was actually here, I wanted to leap out of bed raring to … Continue reading Gregory the great
I am in the fabulous United States of America. It only took a ten hour flight, vast quantities of bloody Mary's and the overpowering urge to escape from London to get me here. I have to tell you, the border security here is scary. They took fingerprints, a candid (and entirely unattractive) picture of me, … Continue reading New York, New York – a helluva town
In exactly three weeks I will be in New York. This is very exciting, obviously. I have not entirely recovered from my nasty bought of pneumonia but as I’m also not infectious any more a little recuperation in the good old US of A is just what the doctor ordered. I want to immerse myself … Continue reading New York State of mind
I had recently been procrastinating about an irritating cough that just wouldn't go away. It started as annoyingly persistent and turned into the sort of deep-in-the-chest cough you would expect to come out of someone like Brian Blessed. To the point that when people heard me cough they actually said “um…Are you okay?” The thing … Continue reading Don’t call me Daddy
I went to the spring Comic-Con recently. Growing up in the golden area before the mobile phone I'm grateful to have been able to develop as a human being without the pressures of Facebook, Instagram and snapchat dragging me into a bigger pit of body dysmorphia and self loathing. Instead of taking pictures of myself … Continue reading Comic Con – spring 2019
Further adventures of a depressed assistant ... #officelife #officeproblems #assistant @Wordpress
Apparently it’s the Chinese year of the pig! After a quick google, I am happy to report the year of the Pig attracts success in all the spheres of life and is also a great year to make money and invest. Good to know. If it can simply be the year I finally exterminate the … Continue reading Here Piggy Piggy
I’ve got a swanky do to go to at the end of November. A do that requires full-on glam and a cocktail dress. I’m slightly panicked about the entire situation Hopefully you can relate. You see... Last year Mr Maybes sister got married. Shopping for the wedding was traumatising. Especially as a designated social hermit … Continue reading Dressed to kill(?)
I decided five weeks ago that rather than talking about it, writing about it or waxing lyrical about the eventual results of it – I was actually going go ahead and do it. I was going to get fit. Or (in new-age hyper PC speak) “make a lifestyle adjustment” The ultimate adjustment being that I … Continue reading It will never last…
Today I bought my first pumpkin spiced latte of the year. My very first pumpkin spiced latte ever was purchased last year when I briefly ran away to Canada (I promise, I will tell that story at some point). Initially I was excited get my hands on this much hyped-about beverage. Judging by the chatter … Continue reading PSL time
As you can probably tell - I'm in a weird mood. My skin has partially broken out (bad), the inland revenue gave me £4,000 for overtaxing last year (good) - and my auntie just died (heartbreaking). There are also thunderflies everywhere, which makes any situation ten times worse. I attended the funeral in a fabulous … Continue reading I’m in a weird mood
I was recently in Hastings for a relaxing weekend away when I happened upon a little bar down an equally little side street. It was called Whistle Trego. This was quite an eclectic bar with random bits of art installed on the wall. It was the kind of a bar that (were it in Shoreditch) … Continue reading Loo review – Whistle Trego, Hastings
Dear Diary Team keeps telling me what a lovely day it is outside while I sit at my desk, inbox heaving I can smell fresh air coming from a meeting room window kept ajar. It smells like freshly cut grass and broken dreams Dear Diary Chased by a homeless man in the park today while … Continue reading Adventures of a depressed executive assistant
I saw this and simply couldn't resist sharing with you. Free speech working its magic, delighting the eyes on a dreary commute and also tickling the collective funny bone. Artist, whoever you may be, I salute you
Everyone in our W1 office has some form of bug, flu or plague at the moment and inevitably my time has now come to share in this unwelcome game of tag. As it's Easter, my parents have taken pity on me and insisted I visit them regardless of the projectile mucus and 'Regan'-esque Exorcist vocals … Continue reading All you need is love (and books and chicken soup…)
When the stress of it all gets to be too much and Tuesday just isn't Friday enough...
I think the worst thing about getting a cold is that plummeting gut-feeling on discovering the carrier monkey in your life (lets call him Brian for the sake of argument) is oozing at the seams with bacteria. It's an eye-rolling sense of "Oh great" that (upon reflection) is entirely justified. Some people are capable of … Continue reading Cold Rush
Okay. I am usually a very calm individual. You know, on the outside. However certain things make me incandescent with rage. And one of these things includes a person blatantly copying me. The way I see it, this is not the greatest sign of flattery. It's a lack of originality. The list of things that … Continue reading Like, why are you so obsessed with me?
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.
The Mottled Macaroon 