So, it’s thirty minutes past the witching hour, I’ve been home for an hour or so having just trekked back from London and yes, I’m in the post pseudo-coital glow of having done another two day session with the ridiculously talented and skilled Cindy at Boys Will Be Girls. And it was a different session.… Continue reading [Philosophy] Fun is a four letter word.

Oh Lord, where to begin? Firstly, the frock. That’s the easiest place to start before I start getting gushy and deep, I guess. And after the journey through the Black Cloud that was the last blog post written all of, ooo, ten minutes ago, this may get gushy. So, the frock is, to give it… Continue reading [Fashion] A Frock’s Tale (4) – ‘No Name Dress’, but somewhat of a taboo…

Depression is an odd beast. I’ve spent my life being either depressed, anxious or blissfully happy, never anything else. I know it’s a wonderful combination of my soft soul, hard upbringing and genetic predisposition to sticking my head in an oven (doesn’t work nowadays, which is good news for my generation of the family tree… Continue reading [Philosophy] Confidence, Depression and Ageing, oh my…