I work a lot of hours. A LOT of hours. But before you produce a tiny violin, this is mostly my own fault. Like many self-employed people there’s a part of my brain which constantly asks me what more I could be doing on my jobs, what more I could be learning to develop myself. I also have ‘perfectionist tendencies’; a man who knows more … Continue reading A week in Crete: Pushing the reset button
The best thing about going on holiday is getting eaten alive by bugs. Said no-one. Ever. With the Easter break just around the corner you might be heading off in the direction of the sunshine. If like me, your skin holds a certain appeal for creepy crawlies (the bugs – no reflection on the clientele at your holiday resort) then the mosquito repellent bracelet from … Continue reading The Body Source mosquito repellent bracelet
A few years ago, I spent nine months straight getting by on little more than four hours sleep a night. I had previously been a good sleeper; excellent in fact. Car rides had the power to send me to sleep. I could (and did) sleep through a hurricane. I would regularly head to bed earlier than your average toddler and wake some 10 hours later, irritatingly … Continue reading My insomni-action kit
I have been to a fair few sporting events – mostly football and athletics – but my first experience of American ice hockey (seemingly just ‘hockey’ if you’re local) must be the most unique. Wanting to see something new during our holiday to Florida, hockey looked to be our best option; shorter and less complicated than, for example, American football, while giving us an opportunity … Continue reading Go Blades! My first hockey experience
I have been renovating my house for what feels like forever. I think it may have been easier to have knocked the place down and rebuilt it from scratch. Nonetheless, I’m finally reaching the stage where I get to buy new stuff. In terms of home style, I was a fan of hygge (the cosy but uncluttered Danish style that’s wrapping itself around Britain like … Continue reading Cone-head kitsch
Wearing jeans with a slightly stretchy waistband, I popped out yesterday to get my first experience of the renowned Broadstairs Food Festival.
I do like a food fair, but a food ‘festival’ sounds so much more… celebratory. And the enormous variety of food and drink that is produced right on our doorstep in Kent is definitely worth celebrating. Why buy tomatoes flown in from the other side of the world when the sweetest, juiciest varieties are produced right on the doorstep at Thanet Earth, for example? Continue reading “Broadstairs Food Festival”
Receiving presents through the post puts a smile on my face; even those I have ordered for myself.
Thinking that I really don’t get enough gifts and being one of those people who has to try any beauty products emblazoned with the word ‘new’ I signed up to receive a monthly beauty box. The idea of these subscription-based services is that you regularly receive a parcel containing a selection of beauty, body and skincare products. Some are full size while others are samples, and the products are a mix of known brands and those from up-and-coming companies. Continue reading “You Beauty Box”
Work is taking me to Margate fairly regularly at the moment which is A Good Thing, not just because of the myriad eating opportunities available, although obviously food is always pretty high up on my list of priorities.
I do *try* to mix things up a bit but there are two places I keep returning to: The Greedy Cow and GB Pizza Co. The latter you will probably have heard of, or seen, on account of its eminently Instagram-able interior let alone the pizzas (which are also a thing of beauty). Continue reading “Lunch in Margate”
When it comes to hotel rooms, there are two absolute musts for me: firstly, like Goldilocks, I crave a bed that’s not too firm and not too soft; secondly, like any sane and rational human being, I want to find a power socket close to the bed.
So imagine my delight when I rocked up to the Hotel Indigo in Glasgow on a work trip. Not only did it have a ‘just right’ bed large enough for Goldilocks and at least two of the three bears, but – ta dah! – a power socket within arm’s length of the pillows. I was prepared to give it a five-star review there and then. Continue reading “Hotel Indigo, Glasgow”
Thank you to everyone who sponsored me to run the Race for Life at Herne Bay. I appreciate it’s not on a par with other, riskier fundraising events but for me it to was an important thing to do. A group of us ran it with a frankly amazing (and yes, I know how overused that word is) woman called Maria, who has recently reached the end of her treatment for breast cancer. Continue reading “Race for Life”