As predicted, I have scrapped most of the scene about Josh and Ivy that I published last week. This is a new one… “You’re up early.” I squint over my shoulder at Josh’s slouchy, bare-chested figure in the hallway. His blonde hair – usually so carefully coiffed with his special hair stuff, is completely flatContinue reading “The other woman”
Since the weekend we spent in Tuscany on our honeymoon, we’ve both been using an app called DuoLingo to learn basic Italian. (By ‘we’ I mean me and my new husband, a term that still makes me feel like I’m a child playing an imaginary game of mummies and daddies). A dream is forming inContinue reading “I think my Italian language app is hiding a dark truth”
Every relationship on Earth is different. I’ve always thought the English language is disappointingly limited when it comes to love.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the differences between people lately.
Being the self-deprecating, chocolate-eating, terminally single ‘Bridget Jones’ type is so much easier than actually being in a relationship.