The Queue Dilemma

So, I’ve sat on this post for about a week now as it is something quite personal and ongoing for me, but it wouldn’t be a blog unless I was honest. So today I want to discuss with the dilemma of the queue. Imagine being in a relationship is being in a queue, and the…

So… why surgery? Part Three – The swimming pool

I couldn’t have asked for a better reaction from my mum and family. The next day she was there and I was taken to the nearest gym and put in front of a personal trainer. I won’t go into that in any huge detail but I couldn’t have asked for a better trainer than Jo…

So… why surgery? Part Two – wanting to disappear

Moving to Plymouth wasn’t quite the new life I had hoped it would be. In fact it couldn’t be further than what I wanted. I finally felt I was settling down, but the reality was I was isolated and unsupported. I was now living 4.5 hours away from my family and it was clear from…

About Me Part 2

So it felt like I needed to update the ‘about me’ aspect of this blog. I thought long and hard about deleting the old bio, but actually it seemed sad to, as that was me then… and its nice to see over time how we change. So who am I now? Well I am still…

Has it really been this long?

Gosh has it really been over 2 years since I last posted here… Well I’m back and a lot has changed! – well actually maybe not so much as I’ve just re read the ‘about me’ section I posted when I first started this blog. So, what has changed? Well I’m still my 30’s the…

A time for reflection

So it’s the time of year again where I am pondering about getting yet another year older, this time 31. For my birthday what have I asked for? a tweed jacket and blinds for my lounge, oh times have changed! Whilst pondering I came across this wonderful article and though it a good way to…

Real men buy flowers

To many, purchasing flowers is cliché or corny or tacky. And to others, it’s an outdated ritual in our modern era of gender equality. Here is the first and ONLY rule to buying a woman flowers Flowers should not apologize; they should symbolize some wonderful thoughts about the woman. Flowers are not a romantic punchline,…

Should I be proud to be single? or just glad I escaped?

So I’ve been sick, you know with that gross cold flu bug thing, that starts off as a cough and slowly eats into an ache in your bones and then a temperature and then your ears block up and then the nose runs and then you start writing your last will and testament and moping generally……