So, it's nearly 1am, I have a photo shoot for a national magazine tomorrow and what am I doing? Sitting on the sofa, wondering why I can't sleep. Like huh? I need to look at my best, whatever that is. I've tried thinking of Edward Cullen in his Volvo, rescuing me and it's not … [Read more...]

Maybe it's the fact that I'm poorly, but I've been reluctant to blog as I didn't know what to write about. I'm reading a book by Danny Wallace, which is essentially his columns for a magazine and it's brought something to my attention again - that I need to have more of a "point" … [Read more...]

After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't … [Read more...]

I write some of these blogs, like they are a teenage diary and forget that people are out there, reading them, so if this is too much of a ramble, I'm sorry about that, but I wanted to put it out there, so I can reflect on it later. I met Lovely Bloke on a Thursday and that … [Read more...]