Bad Things Come In Small Packages

It's been a little while since I've taken you back, mainly because I have already told you nearly all of my man related stories (the interesting ones anyway), so I think it's time for a little TBT to the last man I spent a Valentine's Day with...... In December 2015 I was added on Insta... Continue Reading →

Say A Little And Say It Well

I've been struggling to start this blog because the person who it is about might actually read it. My blogs are always super honest and the truth can sometimes be hurtful, I really do not ever want to hurt anybody's feelings as a result of my writing, but then I guess if someone wanted their... Continue Reading →

Once A Fuckboy, Always A Fuckboy

  I was going to save this particular story for the book but something happened this week that changed the whole narrative and so I feel like I need to write it down, for therapeutic reasons. Some of you will already know a bit about my friend Caramel Dixon because he came to my house... Continue Reading →

Roadman Recovery

  I feel like I need some help. I think I have a problem. So I am writing this blog in order to work through my issues, I think that if I see it in writing I will slap myself and remember who I am, because right now I'm a little confused. So you all... Continue Reading →

Reflection

  I'm writing this on Christmas Day. I had a really quiet one this year as my Sister was with her Husband's family and my son went to his Dad's for a few hours so I went to the gym and had a nap after we had lunch with my Mum. My big family day... Continue Reading →

Another Year Wiser

  It was my birthday this weekend, I am now 36. I have had fleeting thoughts about being on the wrong side of 35, but who says it's the wrong side? I have heard many women say that your 40's are the best years of your life. I have absolutely loved my 30's, and I'm... Continue Reading →

A Momentary Lapse

This is really just a quick update blog because it has been a while since I posted. I’ve gone from posting once every couple of days to once a fortnight, I’m slacking. I’ll explain why later. First though, I really think I should start by saying that I do not have chlamydia, or any other... Continue Reading →

It’s Not Worth The Risk

So you last heard from me a week ago when I told you about my reckless rampage through North London in my temporary role as Mrs Friendly from Happy Land. I had a great time. I did not have a great time for a few days after though. I’m never going out again and if... Continue Reading →

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