Private eye
I’m a teensy bit under the weather today so am using that as an excuse to spend (waste) some time on Twitter. I found a … Read more
Author. Travel Writer. Seven of Nine.
I’m a teensy bit under the weather today so am using that as an excuse to spend (waste) some time on Twitter. I found a … Read more
In the last seven days, I’ve told complete strangers the following seven things: I’m nursing a celebrity crush on Michael Bublé I hate flying American … Read more
I’ve always lived by the ‘No regrets’ dictum. I believe that things happen for a reason and that even the bad things in our lives … Read more
Contrary to the post title, I’m not actually under pressure of any sort, which is kind of the problem. You see, I need pressure to … Read more
/* Since starting this blog almost two years ago, I’ve been asked many a time to enable comments. I have chosen not to for a … Read more
No, I haven’t been Killed In Action; I’ve been on hold with British Gas. No, seriously, I have been on hold with British Gas for … Read more
So. Post-Schumacher Formula 1. It’s just not happening for me. I told myself that I love the sport and it’ll do just fine without Schumacher, … Read more
That was my mantra at the beginning of this year. 2005 had been so inconsequential; it seemed that the whole year could be cut out … Read more
Depressed about: Michael Schumacher losing out on his eighth world championship. Yes, he lost but he was certainly not the loser. His last grand prix … Read more
Written by Kiwi. Published here with permission. There’s a kind of girl that’s just about anything and everything and absolutely nothing all at once. A … Read more
Firstly, a quick apology. I know there is no excuse for abandoning the blog for three weeks so I won’t make any. I have kicked … Read more
As I was getting ready for work this morning, I had a sudden urge to listen to Man in the Mirror by Michael Jackson. I … Read more
I am dreading another picture of a war-torn land; the one picture that will make me stop and stare, transfixed, letting it darken something inside … Read more
I find myself clapping after a statement made by David Cameron MP. I stop mid-clap in shock and look around to make sure no one … Read more
I’m wilting. Wilting like a dead flower or a weeping willow or, erm, things that wilt. It is simply too hot. And I don’t want … Read more