This is what was left the day after a fire started in the attic of my tenement. Read the rest of this entry »

Hello everyone, well it’s been over two months since I made the move into full-time freelancing and I couldn’t be happier. Read the rest of this entry »

I’m pleased to announce that I’ve been given the opportunity {and developed the nerve} to go freelance full time. This marks a new rather grown-up phase in my career and as a result I’m now in charge of numbers, receipts and other complicated things like that. Read the rest of this entry »

2010 is shaping up to be a very promising year- and I couldn’t be more excited… and nervous. After what seemed like a hard toil to nowhere, the last nine months have shifted in a new and positive direction. Read the rest of this entry »

A trip to the salon for a new haircut or beauty treatment is considered by most to be an enjoyable experience. I on the other hand have always hated it, resulting in a bi-annual appearance to have my coiffeur tamed. Read the rest of this entry »

I realised at the weekend that I was nearing my 1000th post on Twitter and had to take a moment to recall my initial reaction to the social media phenomenon. In short I was disgusted. Read the rest of this entry »

It’s so difficult to type when someone this cute is nudging for attention. Albie’s timing is impeccable. If he isn’t adorably walking all over the keys when I’m typing, he is secretly chewing the internet cable just before my deadline.

‘Techno is like meat and cheese’. I just looked blankly then turned to the empty dance floor ‘but I am feeling it, I like it, I want to dance’. Connie shook her head ‘it’s not ready yet.’ Music is hardly an oven dish but apparently it was from the deli section of your local supermarket. ‘Meat and cheese’ she repeated. The techno lovers- an assorted bunch of males littered the outskirts of the floor bopping up and down in a self conscious and awkward manner. Admittedly this is my favourite part of a club outing, of which I hadn’t been for a while and had clearly lost touch. I aim to make use of the dance space enjoy the freedom and if I am honest, the audience. But apparently the meat and cheese were not to be tasted. Read the rest of this entry »