So yesterday my wonderful gorgeous friend Ellie (who incidentally wins the prize for greatest distance being travelled to come to our wedding – SOUTH AFRICA people!) posted this on her blog: Mystery project for a certain friend getting married in 2 months time! All I’m saying is she better not have any other friends getting…
In seven and a half hours, my mum, my dad, my sister Jen and my auntie Barbara arrive on the eurostar from London. Tres excitamondo, as they say in Genovia. (name that film) BBC weather forecast is slowly improving the harder I pray… I feel under pressure because the last four/five times my parents have…
The summer after my first year of uni, waaaay back in the year 2004, I travelled back to South Africa where I’d been in my gap year, and volunteered for three months for a project called Phakama run by Youth For Christ KZN. I lived in a house they owned with about eight other volunteers…
As much as I love to cook and bake, I find it really hard to motivate myself to get out the pans and bowls if it’s just for me. Partly because I detest washing up with a passion. Partly because I do not want to eat a whole tray full of brownies. Ok, maybe I…
Need to leave in 15 minutes. Haven’t finished packing. Biscotti cooling on the kitchen side. Doing some scrapbooking. Writing this post. Yes, I am the biggest procrastinator on this earth. And I hate packing. And I’m only going for two nights… I am ridiculous. But sooooooooooooooo excited! PIE! (mum has promised me pie 🙂 And…
Jen and I have been carrying out a relentless, sneaky and committed campaign to persuade my parents to get a dog. No dog could replace Rory of course. That crazy, neurotic, consistently stupid sheepdog that came suddenly into our lives one year and proceeded to shed black hair all over the cream carpet for the…