So, my boyfriend's housemates are getting married next year. It is destined to be awesome. (Seriously, the engagement party was epic - there was a ball-filled bouncy castle INSIDE a casino...) However, Dom being Dom he is doing it all a little differently and Heather being mental brave awesome is letting him do things his… Continue reading Don’t Tweet The Bride
Failure. And how I stopped being one.
Supposing you have tried and failed again and again. You may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing we call "failure" is not the falling down, but the staying down. ~Mary Pickford Sometimes you read a quotation and think 'pretentious rubbish' and sometimes you read one and think 'that's it! Perfect.'… Continue reading Failure. And how I stopped being one.
Living In History
As this post publishes I will be somewhere in London in the middle of my very last Games Maker 2012 shift. I posted here about my Olympics experience and when I get home and organised I will post about my day at the Paralympics too. Just for now though, on this final day, I wanted… Continue reading Living In History
A Boy And His Bear
There is no denying that Arthur is growing up fast - walking, talking, throwing tantrums, being naughty, eating his way through everything I have (edible or not) and sticking anything that fits up his nose (disgusting child that he is). His love for his special bear, Hubble, who was a Christening present from two of… Continue reading A Boy And His Bear
The Music Box
I present to you here a piece I wrote for my homework for the Writer's Club Liberty, Ivy and I have recently joined. I was given three things to work into a piece of writing in any style I desired - a long-held secret, a secluded country hotel and a music box. This is what… Continue reading The Music Box

