Japan: Mark II : Let’s Go Shopping

There’s a few thing I wish I knew before going to Japan. The fact that no one really speaks English. Street names? Yeaaaaah. Those aren’t a thing. Oh and good luck if you haven’t got portable WiFi for finding anything. …

Japan Part 1: The Elephant in The Room

This is the story of how I ended up going on my honeymoon by myself.  No use in hanging a lampshade on it or trying to draw out a tired exercise in suspense.I can’t quite talk about Japan without addressing…

If you’re reading this I’m already dead….and other stories

“If you’re reading this I’m already dead.” It’s a familiar enough trope, but as we continue to live more of our lives online it’s also something we can expect to see more on our feeds. With apps like ifidie, Facebook…

Seasonal Self Care

It’s the most wonderful time of the year. Or so we keep telling ourselves. And it can be. I mean, what’s not to love about cheese and wine and too much of both, right? Except the idea that you’re supposed…

Self Care Club

For all the times I’ve talked about depression on my blog, I’ve never written about it while experiencing a particularly bad patch. There was always an element of safety and distance that allows for a healthy amount of navel gazing,…

On Jealousy

I didn’t want to resent my friends. It just became something that happened.  Well nothing just happens, but I definitely ignored all the warning signs. And along with that? Well all your standard feelings of guilt, shame and of course…

Cats, cake and confetti: A Wedding Retrospective

Getting married was never on my bucket list. Not really. Yet just over 6 months ago I found myself doing the whole shebang. White dress and everything. Marriage was something I liked the idea of but I never really knew…

Changes

I’m a walking cliche. I went through a painful break up and one of the first things I did was book myself in to the hairdresser. It almost feels like chick-lit 101. Cue shopping montage, make-up artists and finally, the…

On need and expectancy

I don’t need my husband. At least I suppose, not the way I’m expected to need him. The way I’m expected to need anybody. If or when you couple off, there becomes this expectancy that you’ve found some part of…