It’s been a whirlwind couple of weeks and my apologies (again!) to those of you who emailed asking where last week’s blog was. I just didn’t write
The chocolate train, a passionate dance and the LinkedIn man on the street
Switzerland. Wow!! Gill and I spent four days on the edge of Lake Geneva and absolutely fell in love with everything: the atmosphere, the mountains,
Green politics, reverse position and my Tinder boyfriend, err… girlfriend?
Waiting for Brian in a bar in Shoreditch, I witnessed the first meeting of a couple who’d clearly never met before. I pretended to be checking
Lessons in red wine, acting quirky and being a Bird
I was lucky enough to share a box of chocolates with Pauline Quirk this week. I’d been invited to her dressing room for a glass of wine after
Creepy dates, a golden Bentley and a morbid symphony of elegance
A cemetery is a funny place to go on a date, people said. Morbid, creepy, unpleasant. No, actually. I’d wanted to visit Highgate for as long as I
War horses, men with chutzpa and nearly being a princess
Katja’s art exhibitions are always fun, both to visit and to participate in. Her latest show, ‘Favourite Words,’ has spent the summer touring east
New musical hero, being cut-throat and fifty shades of silver
It’s been a very musical week. Martyn the Artist and I battled the storm to get to Somerset House for The Jam exhibition: About the young idea. Now,
Creepy toy designs, pub work and drunk in charge of a chocolate factory (not me!)
Joan and I spent a wonderfully nostalgic afternoon at the V&A Museum of Childhood. The creepy birthday party display in the lobby belies the
LinkedIn, networking and ‘naming and shaming’ dating site dates
I’m not a gambler – just the odd occasional flutter for fun. I prefer roulette – there’s a real childish excitement about watching the wheel spin and