The Tide is High

Today my feet felt like they were going to snap off from the crunchy numbing cold.  Maybe it was down to the late afternoon spent trudging through icy Hyde Park and then standing in the tiers of the Emirates, urging Arsenal to “PRESSSSSSSS!”  As January rumbles around, I’ve needed to dress up up up in order to motivate myself… Continue reading The Tide is High

Black Trew Trio

>> “Teenager’s trousers” – this was the sartorial Shangri-La that we were collectively trying to obtain in 1994 aged 10.  We’d rid ourselves of our childish printed leggings or in my case, novelty matching tracksuit ensembles printed with bootleg Sanrio characters and go into Tammy Girl or New Look and get ourselves a pair of black trousers… Continue reading Black Trew Trio

Homely

I want to apologise for being absence for all of… five days (well, four if you count Saturday) but I’m not.  I’ve cooked, hosted and scoffed to my heart’s content with five different kinds of meat consumed over the past week.  Faced with a glut of leftovers, I’ve been pottering around at home, knocking my… Continue reading Homely