There is one particular part of flying that really gets on my wick. Don’t get me wrong, I love flying. I love almost every aspect of it. Delays don’t particularly annoy me. Having to sit around for two hours ahead of check in are fine. Queues are all part of the process and don’t upset me. But one thing really does. And it is a really really silly thing. I
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Keep Your Friends Close — A review
Two things happened yesterday. The sun came out and I read a book. The second of those points is not unusual. I often read a book but what I don’t do very often do is read a book in one sitting. The last few weeks have been more bonkers than I can begin to explain. Preparing for Africa, supporting the relay, working, trying to keep this blog going, looking after
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#IWD2014
Our visit to Tanzania was timed to coincide with International Women’s Day this year. A real chance to show that there are women who are inspiring, despite living in some of the world’s poorest communities. It has been a real honour to meet them this week and has once again reignited my desire to keep on shouting really loudly about how incredible African women are. It has also reinforced my
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IWD — Inspirational Women
Next weekend is International Women’s Day and to celebrate that we came up with the idea of an “Inspirational Women” blog linky over on the Team Honk Blog. Asking people to blog about the women who inspires them. On Team Honk it is Davina McCall. The woman is a phenomenon. On my blog though, and personal to me is my mum, Olivia. I am the only person who gets to
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Ranty Friday — Hotel internet
Last week I had a meeting in a hotel (stop smirking at the back!) where we perched in Reception for a couple of hours to have an offline discussion and do a bit of recruiting. I don’t get to see my main client that often as both our jobs are fairly mobile, and she’s not my only client. Plus, well I often have important Tweets to send
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Doubt
I am plagued with self doubt. I always have been. Not believing in myself is sort of what makes me, well, me really. Am I am good enough mother? Wife? Colleague? Friend? Blogger? I want to be good at all those things and it is hard to know if I achieve it. I guess compliments every now and again mean I must get some things right. When Penny, Annie and
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The Gallery — Guilty Pleasures
Uh Oh. I wasn’t sure I was ready to share my guilty pleasure with you. You will judge. There will be no going back after this one.
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Hysteria
Not me. Though I must admit there are times when I can get a bit hysterical, I admit. But something I witnessed on Saturday night, that I have never seen since I saw George Michael put a shuttlecock down his shorts and then throw it in to the crowd. And that was so long ago he was straight.
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Amazon Kindle — Review
I have made no secret of my disapproval of the Amazon Kindle. I have written about how I much prefer books a couple of times. Laughed as people on planes are told to put their “book” down as the Captain is preparing his descent and therefore all electronics must be stowed away. Savoured having to go to the book shop to buy a book, the delay in getting hold of
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Ranty Friday — FatGirl
Yet again this week the planned Ranty Friday gets binned and a replacement hastily bashed out in a rage. A RAGE. This time over a tweet that I saw last night, from, of all places, Harrods. Yes, that Harrods. They tweeted the following: And linked to a picture of the three products above.
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The Gallery — Weather
We have certainly had some recently haven’t we? It has been biblical at times. Particularly so on Friday night when the country almost went into lock down and there were various warnings put out to say that nobody should travel unless absolutely necessary.
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Maths
I don’t do maths. Can’t do maths. I hate numbers and am bordering on phobic. Numbers make me feel stupid. I have blogged before about my lack of a maths GCSE (or technically speaking lack of an O level as GCSEs hadn’t been invented. Yes, I really am that old). I make no secret of it, or the fact I am not terribly academic. It’s a fact. I am not