I had no clue who Brooks Newmark was until my timeline on Twitter was full of him on Saturday night and Sunday morning after it transpired that he is the latest Minister to get caught with his pants down. And then the story broke of him and some illicit pictures. And paisley pyjamas.
I was thrilled whwn Sainsburys recently asked me if I wanted to get involved in a few campaigns they were running. It is always fun to work with a great brand. Even if my postman is starting to disagree. He knocked on the door last Saturday morning with another huge parcel in his arms
I have been pondering a lot recently. On all sorts. Wrestling with things I can control, things I can’t and wondering if I could do things differently in the future maybe. Or if I should have done things differently in the past. That all sounds rather dramatic and it isn’t really but I
I did this a few years ago when I wrote the 16 year old me, and since I just turned 45 I thought it might be interesting to think about where my life was half way between then and now. A letter to the 30 year old me. It seems so long ago but
Seems very appropriate that the theme today is “Family” as we have just spent a long over due weekend just hanging out at home with my parents. And also because it is five years ago today that we lost a member of our family. Rog, Mr B’s elder brother took his own life
You may remember awhile ago I mentioned that I was organising a blogger event at Benihana in London, to help celebrate their 50th birthday. Well we had a ball. In a nutshell. We were looked after superbly, the food was fantastic and the Benihana girls put on a great dance workshop for
Black. Black is my comfort zone. I like black. I wear it alot. Am comfortable in it. And don’t have to worry about it. I can blend in to the background and not really stand out in a crowd at the bar. Not only is it pretty forgiving, you don’t need to have