A few months ago, my husband and I decided that it would be a really good idea to sell our house. And it really did seem like a good idea when we agreed the plan. It’s a bit small for the amount of stuff we own. Because it’s small, it’s impossible for us both to … More Selling a house is like dating. Traumatic.
When I was 15 we did the career quiz that all British schools seem to inflict on their Year 11s. I distinctly remember being adamant that I didn’t really care what it told me to do, so long as it wasn’t working in an office. I really, really didn’t want to work in an office. … More All the things I miss about office life
On the weekend, I took my husband on a surprise birthday trip to the Isle of Wight. I claim it was a surprise birthday trip for him, but really we mostly went because I wanted to go to Carisbrooke Castle. Which is just as valid, if not quite as romantic, a reason to go. I’m … More How to identify a Proper Castle
I read something the other week about how 29 is the age at which people are busiest. I was definitely busy at 29; busy with work, and home renovations, and fitting in dinners with equally busy friends, and then a bit more work. And now I am 30, and I am not busy. I’m not … More Learning to be un-busy
For about the past month, the ads on my facebook have been attempting to convince me to give stuff up for money. Every time I log on (which is more than I should) there’s a great big ad telling me to stop drinking or smoking for October, and to get people to sponsor me for … More Why I should stop being a grump about Stoptober