There might be a couple of people that have noticed my lack of blogging this past few weeks. If this is the case, I have some excuses prepared: - The dog ate my keyboard. - I got into a fist fight with Nick Clegg outside a bar in Soho and consequently spent recent days...
Read more →Parts of today have been so rage-inducing that not even running on the treadmill until my fibro-ridden body gave out could dull the burning anger. In the first episode of Black Books, Bill Bailey’s character Manny swallows The Little Book of Calm and his system absorbs it. There are a few problems with trying...
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So I can cross two entries off my list of films to see before I’m 30. That means my list is about something percent complete. I don’t know maths, ask my husband. I do sarcasm and complaining. Point Break is one of those films that I never really cared to see, but with frequent...
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When it comes to exercise, take fibromyalgia out of the equation and I’m your standard temperamental bitch. I have to genuinely enjoy what I’m doing OR see results so much so I feel motivated. Since being ill, my problem is finding an exercise form that doesn’t leave me in crippling pain to the point...
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Before I launch into a rant – a quick disclaimer. Yeah, this is an irrelevant and somewhat irrational piece on my part that probably has some roots in personal issues. It’s my blog, MY BRAIN SPEW. The sexist gamers I’m referring to? Not men. There’s a bit of a surprise huh?
Read more →A quick one today, I’ve been on a bit of a rocky ride on the journey through grief this past few days. Earlier on today my Mum told me about a song she heard on the radio that got her a bit emotional. Here are some of the lyrics.
Read more →*skip to the end if you don’t fancy reading an essay. Whenever people say ‘I have a phobia’, I think the popular assumption is something you probably wouldn’t blame someone for freaking out over. Spiders, enclosed spaces, snakes. Imagine having a panic attack every time your body functions like it’s supposed to. I suppose...
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Finally getting in the habit of blogging a bit more about my cosmetics and beauty product addiction. Good work, me. Anyway, I’ve been steadily trying new products for many years, but I seldom rave about them, so I figured that’s exactly what I’d do since I’m doing the May Challenge. Thus I present, the...
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Whenever people post ‘bucket lists’ or things to do before they die (or turn a certain age) I always feel a little bit deflated that half of them I’ve already done and the other half are things that are very much out of reach. For example, I’m not going to be travelling around the...
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Today is Fibromyalgia Awareness Day. Admittedly it crept up on me so I haven’t been able to arrange anything this year, which is a shame as I was really pleased with my ’1k A Day for May’ last year. Nonetheless it doesn’t make today any less important to me.
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It’s almost summer. I can smell it. By that I mean my hayfever has made a flamboyant return, though admittedly I’ve been nowhere near as affected as the poor hubby – his eyes are currently threatening to leap from his skull and go up north to enjoy cooler climes.
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Their names often provoke a sense of anger, particularly when they’re seen trending on Twitter. Liz Jones, Jan Moir, Samantha Brick. Writers for the Daily Mail (a UK newspaper for my friends over the pond) that provoke hugely strong responses with things they write. There are other female columnists for the same newspaper, but...
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