It’s all about size

The size of my 2017 Christmas tree. Now that we’re in our own plush pad – it’s not really plush, visually, it’s plush because we don’t have to share it with assholes – we’re investing in our own long-lasting (fake) festive tree. Back and forward was our discussion on Wednesday night on size. Phil, aka more »

Travel planning

I’m a planner. I fucking love it. I blame my job. I draw up spreadsheets of costs, days, nights being stayed, and what we will see and do. The lot. I love being organised. I love lists. Scraping your pen across something you’ve just completed is a huge accomplishment in my world. Even if the item stated more »

Space

This Sunday, for the first time since the man and I got together properly (after the first two times) in January, was the first day I felt like I needed space. When I say “space” I don’t mean anything drastic. I mean a day to myself for some R&R. Not to have to answer questions more »