What if I’m a blossom tree? That’s the thought that keeps returning to me lately, as the roadsides light up like impossible pastel fireworks on the way down into the village; as Rory works out his notice and our entire financial future rests in my sleepy, distractible hands. Destined to bloom brightly then fade in a flurry of
Do you ever find the universe keeps throwing the same message into your path? Maybe it’s Big Magic at play, or something simpler relating to the way we notice things once they’re on our mind, but right now it feels like everyone I talk to is stalling at the idea of ‘readiness’. The students on my course
(SLIDE THE WHITE ARROW) When we bought our home, it had sat on the market for a number of years. It was in a gorgeous area, and had a surprisingly big square footage. But something was putting people off. If, like me, you devoted a chunk of your student years to watching property shows on daytime television,
I was relaying some of the amazing stuff that’s been happening for me to my friend Hannah recently, and she said to me “you’re flying!” And it made me pause, because I feel like I’m doing anything but. I’m chasing my tail and burning the candle so universally that it’s now just a puddle of wax.
I’m pretty sure I’ve peaked. Given how shitty 2016 has been for the majority of folks, it seems wise to get this post down now while the positives still hold some glitter. I’m guaranteed an awful 2017 by the law of averages, I reckon. As I mentioned a few weeks back, 2016 has been kind
I always mean to do such a lot, at Christmas. Back before I had a child & a business & a napping addiction, I did used to do a lot. Handmade cards, gingerbread palaces, whole-house decorations. Now, it feels like a tremendous achievement just to string some lights on a tree. And I’m all for
I didn’t always understand Snapchat. It took me a while to get my head around it, to be honest – wasn’t it just for sexting? Why else would the pictures need to be temporary, and users alerted to screenshots? When people starting to ask for my username in growing numbers, I just assumed I was becoming increasingly
This post in collaboration with Garnier. All thoughts and opinions are my own. I have a sneaking suspicion, not even remotely supported by science, that humans are supposed to hibernate. As the days grow shorter & the weather cools down, I would be 100% happy to curl up in a dark corner and sleep off
ten mistakes you might be making in your writing Not an expert, purely observational. Well, I did study linguistics at Uni but I’ve forgotten it all, so… 1. Over-using the thesaurus. It was drilled into many of us at school to look for fancy or alternative words. While this works as a vocabulary extending tool,