I’ve been going through old posts to update links and pictures, and I discovered something surprising: brave seems to have been my one word for a lot longer than the last three weeks. There are frequent references and the odd post on courage, on facing my fears. I found a post from June 2010 that…
The process of getting this new website ready to show you all involved quite a bit of trawling through old posts and making sure everything had made it here in one piece (there’s still a few kinks to iron out – feel free to let me know where they are if you find one). My…
I came out of the changing room, two skirts over my arm that fit and were in the sales, feeling quite pleased with myself. Shopping is often a fraught and emotional outting for me and I seemed to have come out unscathed and successful from this one. I headed towards the stairs to find Rasmus in…
Brave is my one little word for 2012. Sometimes I’ll be sharing my thoughts on it and how it is shaping me, with you all here. I have a little figurine that my mum gave me a few years ago, one of the willow tree ones that are so popular now. She’s one of their…