not planning ahead

I mentioned last week that I used to not be good at committing to things. Well, something else that I am not very good at is planning ahead. For example… With just three short days of term left, we still … Continue reading

sheffield sybarites

Sometimes it’s good to indulge. To give yourself over to pleasure, allow yourself to partake without guilt and to feel nothing but joy at doing so. That sums up my Saturday in Sheffield. Yes, I know that probably sounds a little … Continue reading

fair fun

So finally, I’ve got round to saying how the fair went. One word: great! Full of friends old and new. So many lovely things on sale. And I was SO busy that I only had time for a quick tour round … Continue reading

lady bay vintage market

Some “vintage” events call for stamina. You might walk for hours, rummaging through piles of rubbish, wearing down shoe leather – and then come away with nothing but sore feet and a sense of wasted opportunity. But some events call for a … Continue reading

soaking up wonder

Sometimes I forget how lucky I am, living in Nottingham. I’ve often taken my home town for granted somewhat. It doesn’t have the glamour of London, nor the ambition of Birmingham, nor the street-cred of Liverpool or Manchester. But it does have Architects … Continue reading

putting it about a bit

I was brought up in an age when girls were not supposed to be outgoing. Quietness and demureness were prized, particularly by my nanna, but also by my mum. My sister and I were encouraged to be modest and self-effacing; … Continue reading