In recent weeks I’ve been reflecting on the topics of creativity, life and inspiration. No, not due to the release of the book. At least, not directly. Let me outline the few things that have prompted me to sit down and write this post. In case you missed my linking to it on social media, I…
It’s hard to know where to start with writing this post. It would be nice to be able to include video montages and tales of intense training, virtuous eating habits and lots of phrases about the race that involve verbs of how I managed to “attack”, “own” and “dominate” it – but the truth is far…
Friends, I’ll be honest. I’m tired after a couple of 12-and-13 hour days of writing in a row. I was going to give myself the morning off before rolling up my sleeves and getting back to work but I can’t let today’s anniversary pass without mentioning it. So happy 11th birthday, dear blog. Here are…
Adam had his 40th birthday earlier this year. Despite my best efforts to convince him otherwise, he was positive he didn’t want any fuss or party to document the occasion. What he did want – and I was more than happy to organise! – was a holiday to a warm place he could sit and…
Some of my Living List goals are ambitious, others lofty, a few worthy. Some are plain fun and decadent. Because what’s life without a little of both? We ventured into the city a few Saturdays ago to visit the Naughty Boy cafe. High summer, hot. Perfect milkshake weather. But freakshakes aren’t your typical milkshake. If…
Although I love the beach, the conditions required to actually get me into the water need to be pretty specific: hot weather, warm water and I have to be in the mood for a swim. As those of you familiar with Victorian weather can attest, those first two conditions can be pretty… sporadic. (Yes,…
I said this last January: “This year my attention will be on getting my body back into some sort of conditioning – it won’t be about the numbers on the scale, more about how my clothes fit. And I’d like them to fit… I’m down to a four outfit rotation. I don’t usually go in…
It’s time again for the Christmas Card Challenge! I’m proud of the legacy of this (humble) little annual fundraising drive, but let me explain if you’re unfamiliar with what it does. Once upon a time, I used to write Christmas cards. But the paper waste bothered me (yes, I know they could be recycled). Then…
Ballet wasn’t my thing as a kid. I did a few lessons, apparently, but I don’t remember going. My ballroom dancing years came later and I enjoyed those. In contrast, ballet felt prescriptive, disciplined – tough. Not that ballroom isn’t, but to stick with ballet requires a special kind of determination I obviously don’t have. I…
