On writing, social media and the impending end of Lent

I’m irritating myself. Everything I do irritates me. I’m irritating myself by writing this blog because I sat down to write my story and look what’s happened. Really I should be packing, or throwing all my old stuff away because we’re moving house in a couple of days, but I’ve just remembered I have aContinue reading “On writing, social media and the impending end of Lent”

6.5 tips for getting through the Fast 800 diet without killing someone

I’m over the halfway point on my 6.5 week Fast 800 diet, so to distract myself from the fact that I’ve got to do what I just did AGAIN, here are 6.5 tips to help you fast for 16 hours a day without killing anyone. If you are interested in my progress, so far IContinue reading “6.5 tips for getting through the Fast 800 diet without killing someone”

The day I finally accessed my body’s fat stores (Fast 800 diet)

This morning I weed on a stick and it turned pink. To bring you up to speed (god forbid you should miss something on this riveting journey of mine) it’s day 4 of the Fast 800 diet, which I’ve decided to follow for 6.5 weeks over Lent.

I’m trying Michael Mosley’s fast 800 diet for Lent

Lent is a test of willpower. Every year, like many people around the world, I renounce things I like for 6 weeks – not because I’m a Catholic (although this is what the official papers say I am) but because I feel like if I don’t follow Lent, something bad will happen.

18 things I didn’t achieve in 2018

Remarkable, just how much you can manage to not achieve if you really put your mind to it. For example, in the last 12 months (8,760 hours) I have managed to achieve practically nothing of any note whatsoever.

Goodbye twenty-seven, I will never see you again

Each and every year, on the final day before my birthday, my internal monologue postpones business as usual and gets stuck in an infuriating loop of: ‘this is the last time I’m going to [insert activity] as an [insert age] year-old’. Today is my last day of being 27 and I just got back from theContinue reading “Goodbye twenty-seven, I will never see you again”

Saturday morning crumpet

It’s Saturday morning, I’ve been to boxing, I’ve had a shower and now I’m eating a crumpet. I always forget how delicious crumpets are.  What I should be doing, of course, is tucking into some poached eggs and a protein shake to fuel my broken muscles but, you know….crumpets. I’m not sure I should beContinue reading “Saturday morning crumpet”