1. It’s not actually that stressful There’s that popular saying, isn’t there, about how moving house is the most stressful thing a person can do in their life. I think what was more stressful than moving into my new flat was having my big toenail pliered off by a nurse in an A&E in CardiffContinue reading “Things people don’t tell you about buying a property”
Guinea pigs are very sweet, very funny little animals that make excellent pets for twenty-seven-year-old quite anti-social women. I know, it’s weird. I’m weird. At least I don’t dress them up. It was Panda who stole my heart while I was lunch-breaking in the pet shop back in 2015. He was so tiny, with theseContinue reading “I just wanted to say some nice things about guinea pigs”
We’re both getting married in the next few days, and we’re both female. That’s it. Oh and we have brown hair. I’m one of those Daily Mail haters who secretly reads the showbiz section. As such, and it’s my own fault really, it hasn’t escaped me that I’m not the only person getting married soon.Continue reading “What do me and Pippa Middleton have in common?”
Seven weeks today, I’ll be a wife. It doesn’t really mean much to me right now. If I think too much about what it does mean I’ll probably just scare myself, like when you start to think too deeply about your own inevitable death, or stare into your own face in the mirror for tooContinue reading “Becoming wife”
Every relationship on Earth is different. I’ve always thought the English language is disappointingly limited when it comes to love.
Being the self-deprecating, chocolate-eating, terminally single ‘Bridget Jones’ type is so much easier than actually being in a relationship.
I made this shattered heart thing on Adobe Illustrator and quite like it but have no use for it so I’ll put it here: