I have not had a handle on my pensions for a really long time I get drips and drabs of paperwork about them throughout the year, but these get filed in my ‘to look at later’ file with only a cursory glance.
Spoiler: I have not managed to look at them later.
Moving house is always on my mind. Not because I enjoy going through that admittedly…
Sometimes, to really mess with my childrens’ minds, I remind them I grew up without the internet. THAT’S RIGHT KIDS, no Toys & More on YouTube, no Netflix, no Google Home, no catch-up TV. How on earth did we survive?!
In life I always think people fall into one of three camps: you’re either great at words, great at numbers or incredibly creative. And, as someone who has just written a book and struggles to draw a stick figure, you can probably guess which team I fall into. So here’s how I manage my accounting (while still adding up on my fingers)
As a faithful subscriber to the Caroline Hirons School of Skincare I religiously use two flannels a day to wash my face: double cleansing as directed by Mrs Hirons. But at our favourite summer holiday spot, Mark Warner Levante, there are no flannels. I KNOW, RIGHT?! How would I possibly cope without…
For as long as I can remember I have wanted to have a book launch party. Way before Carrie Bradshaw pranced around hissing at Samantha for having a chemical peel before her shindig, eons prior to her arrival at a lonely Parisian restaurant. I wanted my Carrie Bradshaw moment before Carrie Bradshaw even had one.
For all single parents, there comes a time in their newly re-discovered single lives when they start to crave something a little more than their friendships. Having exhausted most of your pals’ free time, (“can’t we just have a quiet night in with Netflix, Alice?”) they start to get itchy feet, yearning to discover some new and interesting members of the opposite sex.
Like many women now in their 30s, I spent much of my early teenage years trying to achieve sleek, straight hair. And, as one whose hair can be described kindly as ‘Monica in a humid environment’ on a good day, that was no mean feat.
I think now – 16 years later – I may have found the answer.
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